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Post by Nobody on Jan 29, 2015 5:30:24 GMT
Ezra walked out into the snowy courtyard. "Might as well while we're waiting on Charlotte."
He snapped his gloved fingers, sparks flying and igniting the air in his palm. He tossed the ball lightly, getting a feel for it's 'weight'.
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Jan 29, 2015 5:46:39 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 29, 2015 5:46:39 GMT
Adminius looked at Caladbolg. "... Time to practice a new thing." He followed Ezra outside and stopped a few feet from him. He turned to face his 'mentor' and concentrated. Slowly, the flames surrounding Caladbolg turned to a bright, undulating light. He looked at Ezra and smiled. "Time to prove the usefulness of this magic."
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Post by Nobody on Jan 30, 2015 0:49:11 GMT
Ezra just shrugged. "From what we've talked about, Azrael told you it's no good offensively right?" He tossed the fireball like a baseball. "Hit that back, for starters. Or catch it? Don't just block it with your sword."
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Jan 30, 2015 1:11:48 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 30, 2015 1:11:48 GMT
As Ezra talked, Adminius planned out his move. Light wasn't the best choice in opposing the fireball, so he'd figh fire with Fire. The instant the ball left his hand, Adminius concentrated and shifted to fire magic. With great control, he swung Caladbolg, spreading the flames enough to devour the opposing flame.
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Post by Nobody on Jan 30, 2015 1:39:54 GMT
Ezra shrugged. "Yeah I guess that worked out. But!"
He clapped his hands together. A gout of flame 20 feet long spat toward Adminius. "That doesn't work so hot with these!"
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Jan 30, 2015 1:50:05 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 30, 2015 1:50:05 GMT
Adminius jumped back and spread his wings now. He tapped Jozu and concentrated hard before jamming Caladbolg into the ground. A massive wall of flames erupted upwards, protecting him from the wave.
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Post by Nobody on Jan 30, 2015 1:52:49 GMT
Ezra just smirked and widened the flames into a fan, waving it up and down, over the flame pillar. "Eventually, you run out of air to burn and you pass out. Rule one of pyromancy: no fuel, no fire."
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Jan 30, 2015 2:12:09 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 30, 2015 2:12:09 GMT
Adminius barely reacted in time. He kicked snow into the fire, and it melted and evaporated almost instantly. Using that, he brought the wall back into a dome, shielding himself just long enough before letting it go.
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Post by Nobody on Jan 30, 2015 2:36:17 GMT
Ezra clapped three times, very emphasised. "Better. Last time we had to trim your hair of all the burned bits." He sat back into the snow.
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Jan 30, 2015 3:10:55 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 30, 2015 3:10:55 GMT
Adminius flopped down. "... I'm surprised I managed it. I'm starving and exhausted..." He took a deep breath and sheathed Caladbolg.
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Post by Nobody on Jan 30, 2015 4:11:44 GMT
Ezra eyeballed him from his rapidly evaporating perch in the snow. "Why are you so fixated on light magic?"
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Jan 30, 2015 4:17:25 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 30, 2015 4:17:25 GMT
"It cuts," he stated simply. "I know it does. When I sparred Azrael, I tried light magic by accident. After the fight, I looked at the ground, and there was s thin line cut through the ground, all along where the light had been."
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Post by Nobody on Jan 30, 2015 4:29:52 GMT
"Have you tried making it hard?" Ezra asked innocent.
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Jan 30, 2015 4:31:32 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Jan 30, 2015 4:31:32 GMT
"... Making it... What?" Adminius made a face that showed that he had no idea what Ezra meant.
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Post by Nobody on Jan 30, 2015 4:51:38 GMT
He snapped out a flaming sword and stabbed it into the floor. "Yeah. Like that."
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