08-03-2011, 01:27 AM
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| Doxy
Join Date: Oct 2009
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year | ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote:
Originally Posted by Hera Emily was highly amused by Sabel's reaction. At least least he was waking up now, that was a start. Though she wondered how he would react, she would be ready though, she was in her element.
And speaking of elements... fire and ice? heh. Yeah, that pretty much summed them up, how very appropriate. One hot head and one... well... not so hot head.
Emily sidestepped the passage of ice, raising her shield as she did so.
Now things were heating up .... or cooling down- depending on how one looked at it.
It was a good thing the training centre was like the room of requirement, she wouldn't have liked to return to the one she had left with Brad... everyone was in ruins. How? she had no idea.
But as it was, everything was- for the time being- in good condition. The pillars surrounding the flat areana area, tall and errect. But not for long...
As swiftly as she had side stepped Sabel's freezing charm she targetted the pillar positioned directing behind Sabel...
Time to make things interesting. "Bombarda Maxima!"
She felt like giggling, as she watched the pillar crumble..........
...... So there was one thing for certain that he knew as he felt more than heard the distinctive crack of stone behind him. This girl was more destructive than any other student or person he had dueled before. However, that character trait was nearly the last thing on his mind as a frigid shiver shot up his spine, echoing the fissures that separated the stone and sent them tumbling down towards him.
Whether things were actually moving slow or fast, he didn't know. All Sabel knew at that moment was memories had been awakened, and none of them were pleasant. Thankfully it was that cold shock through his entire being that kept him from getting squished. It brought his body spinning around and his wand up, 'Avifors' falling from his lips before he had a moment to think about it.
As if from some magical dream, the falling rocks suddenly twisted and burst into a flock of brightly colored birds. Some were of brilliant reds and yellows while others were of dark black and blue. Some were large and others, small. Some pulled up with surprised cries of their own, while others took a moment more to draw out of their descent, claws and beaks snapping alongside their wings.
The few scratches and scrapes he earned from those birds that had difficulty correcting their paths was a welcome alternative to the bruising and crunching of bone he surely would have received from the stone; a luck accented by those few pieces that hadn't been hit by the spell cracking apart into dust upon the dueling floor.
There had not been the time to form a counter attack, but at the moment, Sabel was simply happy to be in one piece.
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