ZARIAH
The orb indeed travelled in an arc, one that was just a bit to slow unfortunately. Still drawing on Morgan’s energy with her Life Drain, Zariah dodged the ball of water. The icy spray as it splashed on the ground at her side was unpleasant, but far from harmful. ”Don’t tell me this is the extent of Halo’s offensive magical combat capability.” she said dryly, so far unimpressed. She was slower. Her magic weaker. Based on build she was probably physically stronger but really that wasn’t difficult to achieve.
Pathetic.
With a flick of her wrist the fire from the nearest training dummy shot forward, spiraling towards the Captain that the Archmage was drawing strength from.
Pathetic.
With a flick of her wrist the fire from the nearest training dummy shot forward, spiraling towards the Captain that the Archmage was drawing strength from.
this is who we are, a product of war
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