neron
It was a shame that the bull might well end up dead for this (something he was certain that the farmhands and the farmers wouldn't thank them for), but better a dead bull than a dead person. And besides, Neron was sure that Halo could make good on a few reparations in that regard. Anyway - ole indeed.
Following the bull's charge - directly at Libbs, whoops - Neron reached deep into the wellspring of his magic and lashed out as the beast barrelled by. Not with ice this time, no. This was more insidious, and Neron tapped into the bull's reserves of strength and pulled at them, draining the life away until the creature's legs buckled and it tumbled, skidded and clumsily staggered to a stop a few feet before Libbs.
Rejuvinated if not healed by the act, Neron nodded at the farmhands. "I suggest you tie that thing up," he said sharply. They didn't argue. Glancing back at Libbs, he nodded at her. "Are you alright?"
Following the bull's charge - directly at Libbs, whoops - Neron reached deep into the wellspring of his magic and lashed out as the beast barrelled by. Not with ice this time, no. This was more insidious, and Neron tapped into the bull's reserves of strength and pulled at them, draining the life away until the creature's legs buckled and it tumbled, skidded and clumsily staggered to a stop a few feet before Libbs.
Rejuvinated if not healed by the act, Neron nodded at the farmhands. "I suggest you tie that thing up," he said sharply. They didn't argue. Glancing back at Libbs, he nodded at her. "Are you alright?"
lay your hand on me, one last time
