Kapowne
Into Zanarkand
Desmond response was surprisingly fast and immediate. Being the only mage in the group he had a responsibility to keep them all healed up and safe, and that included their master.
“‘Master!” Desmond yelled as he sprinted over. He knew he’d already used too much mana, and wouldn’t be able to use a cure spell until he recovered a significant amount. One more shot couldn’t hurt, and they needed his thing done and dead. He poured a bit into his keyblade and felt the temperature drop telling him it was ready. Frost creeping up his fingers.
“Blizzard!” He shouted as the snowflake of ice fired from his blade and pounded into the chest of the unversed. He knew the attack was too weak to do any real damage, but he saw the monster flinch and knew this was the chance for the heavy hitters to take it down.
“Cmon guys! Finish him!” Desmond shouted to his classmates as he reached the unmoving metallic body of his master. “Cmon master, get up!” Desmond cursed, his voice echoing through his own metallic armor. “Get up!”
“‘Master!” Desmond yelled as he sprinted over. He knew he’d already used too much mana, and wouldn’t be able to use a cure spell until he recovered a significant amount. One more shot couldn’t hurt, and they needed his thing done and dead. He poured a bit into his keyblade and felt the temperature drop telling him it was ready. Frost creeping up his fingers.
“Blizzard!” He shouted as the snowflake of ice fired from his blade and pounded into the chest of the unversed. He knew the attack was too weak to do any real damage, but he saw the monster flinch and knew this was the chance for the heavy hitters to take it down.
“Cmon guys! Finish him!” Desmond shouted to his classmates as he reached the unmoving metallic body of his master. “Cmon master, get up!” Desmond cursed, his voice echoing through his own metallic armor. “Get up!”