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En Valkyrie I --Voice In The Darkness--
Layered in auras ranging from shades to different tints of black, blue, and violet, En the 1st channeled is magic into the atmosphere. Each effect of the spells chanted heavily delayed as the vessel was nowhere near suited for such advanced arts. Yet in attempt to multitask the ancestor continued. Without a doubt, this body's magic power would run out, and he'd have to operate off his soul to resume these anger-filled actions. Pat! Calm yourself! Soulless purple blinders zipped to the left, En's head following seconds after. It looked like he snapped his own neck.
A shorter boy with a very primal yet hunter-like getup grabbed En's shoulder and tried reaching out to the younger soul in the body. He even sneaked a look at a nearby instructor to gain his attention. En could see the boy's every movement, and even though he knew for a fact that En the 2nd never met this child before, it was worrying that they could differentiate the possessed and the possessor. This boy was dangerous. En knew that in these early stages of development that this boy would be a potential nail in his coffin. The vocal constraints used by the boy slowly came to pass as the ancestor grabbed the leather-wrapped wrist and tossed the boy's hand aside before giving him a cold stare containing centuries of hatred and rage.
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Layered in auras ranging from shades to different tints of black, blue, and violet, En the 1st channeled is magic into the atmosphere. Each effect of the spells chanted heavily delayed as the vessel was nowhere near suited for such advanced arts. Yet in attempt to multitask the ancestor continued. Without a doubt, this body's magic power would run out, and he'd have to operate off his soul to resume these anger-filled actions. Pat! Calm yourself! Soulless purple blinders zipped to the left, En's head following seconds after. It looked like he snapped his own neck.
A shorter boy with a very primal yet hunter-like getup grabbed En's shoulder and tried reaching out to the younger soul in the body. He even sneaked a look at a nearby instructor to gain his attention. En could see the boy's every movement, and even though he knew for a fact that En the 2nd never met this child before, it was worrying that they could differentiate the possessed and the possessor. This boy was dangerous. En knew that in these early stages of development that this boy would be a potential nail in his coffin. The vocal constraints used by the boy slowly came to pass as the ancestor grabbed the leather-wrapped wrist and tossed the boy's hand aside before giving him a cold stare containing centuries of hatred and rage.
YffreJephre