Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161201013236/@comment-26444332-20161222032649

Alister steps forward, his Crest flaring on his eyes. Golden flames spread out from his feet like streamers, reaching the wind and holding it at bay for a moment.

Artoria's wind is too powerful, as Manteau finds his control of his own wind ripped away from him, and his magic added to hers. The black iron from Sandra whirls out of the wind and away from her magic, making the wind go back to full force.

Her spell-circles target the drones, firing lances of blue light, and disintegrating several. Each time a drone destroys a circle, it merely reforms, and again targets.

Dolenus's talisman flares brightly before launching a host of small energy bolts from a summoned spell-circle: the Wind Princess laughs briefly before blocking them with her bare hands.

'This isn't working...' Alister murmurs.