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!uGYNBMPzOs 01/17/11(Mon)23:46 No.13560940"I can think of no other place for you to fight in this battle." you reply honestly, smiling Lena spaces herself out amongst the elementalists. "Fire elementalists, your incinerating arrows, the tower is not to burn before the others are also cleared, am I clear?" You receive a series of nods and "sir"s. at that, you signal for the attack to begin.
The initial salvo is blistering, as all your ranged weapons open fire, and the earth elementalists, youreself included, begin rending at the foundations, or in the case of one of your men, adding his own stones to the mangonels.Off to your right Lena is slowly channeling the mists, preparing some magic, raising her arms in the process of gathering power, and revealing that the white body paint ends at her shoulders, a slow glimmer running from the patterns start at her shoulders down to the tips of her fingers, before starting back at the top. Arrows race over your head and into the light tower, along with the occasional bolt of lightning. As another man rises with a torch, only to be smitten down by your ward, you unleash your own fissure beneath the stone of the tower, and are rewarded with a generous crack to the right of the door. The assault element of your maniple waiting patiently and unscathed for the order to charge as the exchange of arrows, stones and insults continues. |