Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161019040608/@comment-26444332-20161022044930

Azarias takes a step back as thousands of tiny points like stars surround him.

'Great... What I seek is the shining surge!' he cries, just in time, as the points all simultaneously fire streams of pure magic inward. An iridescent shield turns them, however, and Azarias leaps straight up, shadow-wings keeping him airborne.

'This ends now,' he says, raising a hand. 'I beseech the Triune Goddess, Athena, to lend her shining arms unto me!'

With a burst of golden light archaic armor manifests itself on Azarias, the Aegis, shield of the goddess, on his back. He raises his Spirit-sword.

'Come against me at your own peril.'

'Never heard that one before...' Azalea murmurs. 'He must be near the end of his mana by now...'