Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161019040608/@comment-26444332-20161020001823

The Indomitable wrote: Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: Azarias leaps backwards, shadow-wings flaring, and rakes his fingers through the air, palm trailing golden light.

'From the west I draw the essence of the yin and the yang,' he calls. 'Fire Order!'

Light explodes, blinding the Grand Marshal, but in that instant Manteau's own Stigma flares, and suddenly he sees. He can see every component to the spell Azarias just used, and somehow just knows that were he to speak those words, and use that sign, the spell would work for him now. He goes by his other senses. (It's not a permanent blindness. More akin to having a flashbang detonate in front of you.)

Evading his now somewhat-wild swings by weaving and dodging, Azarias smiles fiercely.

'You're good, you know,' he says cheerfully. 'But you'll be seeing spots for quite a while now.'

Leaping backwards, he again raises a hand, trailing furious red light this time.

'Twelve beasts dancing across the night sky, come together. Heed the Warlord,' he chants. 'Divine Bull!'

With that, a starlit form envelops Azarias's body, with the exception of his head, and he grabs the Grand Marshal's sword, breaking it. The avatar of the Bull disappears, and the Highlord staggers back, clearly spent a little with the use of that spell.