Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20171108094439/@comment-1734134-20171112212045

Verian’s shots fail to strike the Sorcerer, or his Rubricane servants. Daniel’s able to strike right into the Sorcerer, carving a deep gouge into his chest plate. Still, this fails to prevent the sorcerer from unleashing a tide of rainbow tinged flames that punch through the smoke, scathing the Librarian, while Verian can avoid the flames, though his camo cloak is burnt to a crisp.

“Enough of this!” Alexander shouts as he raises his sword over his head, armoured finger sliding over its activation rune. His voice shifts into that of a long dead language as he attempts to unleash a holocaust of flames upon the entire room, only for his head to jerk back as the power fails to manifest. Instead, his armour sparks and sputters as another wave of static electricity is sent through the chamber. His Rubricane fall still for a moment, their fire slowing and their shots failing to reach any of the loyalists.

By now, the smoke has cleared. Alexander is largely unharmed, as is Ceras and Verian, while Aison, the Librarian, Daniel and the Sister are all burnt or battered. Eight Rubricane remain standing, though all of them have suffered some form of damage.