Thread:Auraestus/@comment-26084195-20161231053926/@comment-26084195-20170107012710

Auraestus wrote: In a flash the man is gone, turned to dust. That is, before he taps on the Clerics shoulder. The dust still settling on the floor, the man smiles at the Cleric.

"Hell of a mess to clean up." (Another thing totally immune to the most advanced faction in the Milky Way. Awesome.)

He spins around, bringing the staff crackling with energy swinging through him.