After helping Maea in the Atheneum, Tal figured his next stop should be the head of his guild. And what better time for a talk then when they were trying to beat the shit out of each other? Oh, and trying not to get hit by any stray lightning bolts while they were at it. Even when the lightning was a little further away, the claps of thunder could be deafening and almost as stunning in their own right as they vibrated right through a body.
The lightning didn't strike continuously, at least. The sky was quiet a little while between each bolt, almost as if waiting for someone to let their guard down before sending the next lance of white fire out to stab the ground.
Or the tallest thing standing on it, like the two young men squaring off in the eerie stormlight of the afternoon.
"So, uh, mind if I ask y'somethin'?" Tal called out to Edmund, lightly balanced on the balls of his feet as he waited for the agreed-upon signal for the spar to start: the next flash of lightning.
The lightning didn't strike continuously, at least. The sky was quiet a little while between each bolt, almost as if waiting for someone to let their guard down before sending the next lance of white fire out to stab the ground.
Or the tallest thing standing on it, like the two young men squaring off in the eerie stormlight of the afternoon.
"So, uh, mind if I ask y'somethin'?" Tal called out to Edmund, lightly balanced on the balls of his feet as he waited for the agreed-upon signal for the spar to start: the next flash of lightning.
