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Giantson of Ephias
GAMMARIAH| Astellian Flank
Juju
A cruel grin crossed Gammariah's face. The white mage's fear was close to tangible. That was his purpose as Leading Light and he fulfilled it with conviction and honour. The Astellian Dynasty had spread nothing but fear and lies and he would make them see that, one way or another.
A healed mage had deflected his spear from the safety of the masses. Oh how he hated when magi grouped together. A magi shield wall was near unbreakable and leagues beyond his ability to counter. He would come for them later. He turned back to the white mage who, as if he were born yesterday, had asked his name. Gammariah had no desire to give the mage information about him, her doubt was a tool perhaps as potent as fear.
The white mage's insistence on announcing her spells was the same arrogance as any Astellian mage. With the second and a half of warning, he threw out his right hand and put all his concentration into the Mark of Containment, releasing the captured barrier directly in front of himself just in time as the mage's barrier exploded outwards. Gammariah's own barrier was weaker by far and shattered under the pressure, knocking Gammariah back and off-balance, but he fared better than he would have with no barrier at all.
It was then the wolf spoke. Not the man alongside it, no, the wolf itself had asked of his allegiances. He allowed himself a moment as he regained his posture to give a short bow to the wolf. For most of his life he had heard whispers of talking beasts, but this was his first time seeing one with his own eyes. Gammariah would always fight for the wilds. They were the enemy of the Astellians just as much as he was.
Gammariah spun back onto his feet and darted forward at the chains quickly wrapping around the wolf and grasped onto it. The chain shook in his grip. The movement made it hard to absorb, and after a moment of nothing he was forced to resign, rather vaulting over the chain and leaping towards the white mage. With one hand he grabbed for the staff, with his left he grabbed the mage's offhand holding the chain, attempting to pry open their fingers.
When Gammariah spoke, it came out hoarse and soft, as he had not spoken in a long time.
"I think you already know. And you also know how this will end for you."
Juju
A cruel grin crossed Gammariah's face. The white mage's fear was close to tangible. That was his purpose as Leading Light and he fulfilled it with conviction and honour. The Astellian Dynasty had spread nothing but fear and lies and he would make them see that, one way or another.
A healed mage had deflected his spear from the safety of the masses. Oh how he hated when magi grouped together. A magi shield wall was near unbreakable and leagues beyond his ability to counter. He would come for them later. He turned back to the white mage who, as if he were born yesterday, had asked his name. Gammariah had no desire to give the mage information about him, her doubt was a tool perhaps as potent as fear.
The white mage's insistence on announcing her spells was the same arrogance as any Astellian mage. With the second and a half of warning, he threw out his right hand and put all his concentration into the Mark of Containment, releasing the captured barrier directly in front of himself just in time as the mage's barrier exploded outwards. Gammariah's own barrier was weaker by far and shattered under the pressure, knocking Gammariah back and off-balance, but he fared better than he would have with no barrier at all.
It was then the wolf spoke. Not the man alongside it, no, the wolf itself had asked of his allegiances. He allowed himself a moment as he regained his posture to give a short bow to the wolf. For most of his life he had heard whispers of talking beasts, but this was his first time seeing one with his own eyes. Gammariah would always fight for the wilds. They were the enemy of the Astellians just as much as he was.
Gammariah spun back onto his feet and darted forward at the chains quickly wrapping around the wolf and grasped onto it. The chain shook in his grip. The movement made it hard to absorb, and after a moment of nothing he was forced to resign, rather vaulting over the chain and leaping towards the white mage. With one hand he grabbed for the staff, with his left he grabbed the mage's offhand holding the chain, attempting to pry open their fingers.
When Gammariah spoke, it came out hoarse and soft, as he had not spoken in a long time.
"I think you already know. And you also know how this will end for you."
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