by portal2lbp2 » Tue Jun 16, 2015 5:18 am
After 30 minutes of wallowing in his own emotions he stood up and pressed his ear to the door.
Zephyrus could hear the battling that was going on outside the room, through a bolted wooden door.
The orb that drained him of his magic was still in effect, although Zeph could feel residual energy lingering inside his body.
He just needed to tap into it.
He strained himself trying to tap into it.
Come-on!
COME ON!
He said, pounding his hand into the door.
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He groaned, as he pulled his hand back.
He hit his on the door way to hard, it appeared to cut his hand quiet abit, but it did more damage to the door.
???? Zeph exclaimed.
There was a rather large dent in the door, except for that the wood in the impact was purple, and sparking.
He flicked his hand, but no magic protruded from it.
Zeph knew what he had to do.
He sat down on the ground, crossing his legs and closing his eyes
The things I learn from Ferondirs stupid freaking lessons.
He concentrated on his energy.
On his Aura.
[color=#0000FF]Concentrate
He thought to himself.
Concentrate
Concentrate
Concentrate
Concentrate
Concentrate
CONCENTRATE
A rush of magic surged through his body, the color returned to his eyes, and his cloak began to have the same accenting that it did.
His eyes glowed, and his hands tingled.
Yes!
He flicked his hand at the door, and the entire piece flew off its hinges, hitting a bandit and dissapparating it into a misty black fog.
He surged out of the room, purple and gold magical energy protruding from him.
He looked around and spotted Ferondir and Della surrounded by attackers.
He shouted over the ruckus Im coming!
He felt so invigorated, so courageous, so... powerful.
Weeeeeeew!
He shot bolts of pure white energy into several attackers bodies, and once they made contact they evaporated.
Woo Hoo!
He suddenly had a great idea.
He unsheathed his sword, charging as much energy as he could into the sword, making electric bolts jump on and off the sword.
Thisll be fun.
He said as an attacker tried stabbing him, Instead it punctured his a hole in his cloak.
Ughhh!
He ran up onto a wall, and sprung off of it, thrusting his sword infront of him, like a rocket.
Springing himself into 3 enemies.
Well that worked he said abit dazed.
Oh no.
Ughhh.
Well
I can deal.
Oh hey, didnt see you there. He said winking, shoving his sword behind him without looking, evaporating another enemy.
The magical energy reserve he had tapped into had also become stagnant, He was back to mundane.
Although his new found sword-wielding confidence has no dissipated.