Sah
"Good." Sah felt a surge of relief that Deimos approved of his plan. It made him more confident in pulling it off, but not so confident as to grow sloppy. He watched the Warden fly off briefly, a look of awe crossing his face. The Outlander would never get used to seeing his friends shape-shift into creatures of myth.
Once Deimos was a small distance away, Sah quickly moved into position. When the ursur merged, he made his move. With a flick of his hand, he silently channeled his magic. Telekinesis, air, and water. He locked onto the snow and ice around him, mage glass on his neck warming with use.
A flurry of snow puffed up at the bear's feet, swirling towards its face. Not waiting to see if his blinding maneuver worked, Sah acted as if it hadn't. He moved diagonally to surge past the bear, attempting to slice deeply into its side as he did so. He aimed for the soft flesh beneath its ribs, where the kidney rested.
The Abandoned then rotated quickly, to assess the state of the bear, keeping his sword drawn and ready.
Once Deimos was a small distance away, Sah quickly moved into position. When the ursur merged, he made his move. With a flick of his hand, he silently channeled his magic. Telekinesis, air, and water. He locked onto the snow and ice around him, mage glass on his neck warming with use.
A flurry of snow puffed up at the bear's feet, swirling towards its face. Not waiting to see if his blinding maneuver worked, Sah acted as if it hadn't. He moved diagonally to surge past the bear, attempting to slice deeply into its side as he did so. He aimed for the soft flesh beneath its ribs, where the kidney rested.
The Abandoned then rotated quickly, to assess the state of the bear, keeping his sword drawn and ready.
My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare
-William Shakespeare
