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!uGYNBMPzOs 09/08/11(Thu)23:42 No.16232274Lena frowns, her face etched in worry and anger at once as she replies "When you overdraw power, the body-paint on your skin liquifies, and sloughs off. It hurts, it leaves marks, it is unpleasant. However, this man, were he to overcast, well..." she trails off as the anvil arrives. After aping the mans Arcane Designs on the anvil, she grabs a woman from the group of mages, as the academy begins to slow down, watching what was about to happen "You are still of a similar skill-level to the man I have singled out, correct?" she ask, pleasantly, all traces of her previous fury and concern gone, or at the very least controlled.
After the woman being questioned nods an affirmative, Lena instructs "Than, while sitting on the anvil, I want you to fire an arcane bolt from it. Dont worry, I will shield you." Lena reassures her "I would never let part of my extended family be hurt."
At that, the anvil begins to glow the bright-white you had come to associate with shining magic. For all of two seconds, after which the now terrified girl falls to the ground, as the anvil beneath her explodes into an innumerable number of iron splinters, each the size of Lenas smallest finger or smaller. They bounce about your Kharynchek mages shields for a time, but, eventually settle. Lena turns to the man now standing in soiled undergarments "Except, humans do not explode. You would be flensed the moment you attempted to cast your first spell today, due to all of the individually non-important deviations to the design you had inscribed on your body. You will need to be scoured before you do anything else. Please go soon though, I dont want to see you hurt." Then, sighing slightly, Lena turns to you and asks "How can I help you, Commander?" |