Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161113003142/@comment-26444332-20161117133508

Alister clucks his tongue.

'Go, Azrael. I have this,' he says over his shoulders, before turning back to the Magi at hand. 'What I seek is thunder!'

Blue and red lightning tangle, weave themselves together, and finally cancel each other out as the two lightning spells expend on each other.

'Now bring out water!' Saint-Omer shouts, in an attempt to douse the room.

'From the east I call the full, the breaking, the yin. I sunder water!'

The counterspell takes effect, neutralizing any waters that had made it.

'Azrael, I'm going to do something I probably ought not do in around sixty seconds,' he says. 'You can get out now, or you can burn along with this place. Your choice.'