[There are places in his defensive magic that are bearable temperatures. He isn’t a master at this yet. But he practices daily and it shows. The edges of the Pyro blend with the Cryo. It’s like smudging charcoal on a canvas with the white giving way to grey then black.
He stays where he is, not moving to chase Nehan. He observes too, it’s a few breathes of time then he surges forward. His expression doesn’t change, he has been good at poker face since his world shattered to pieces.
Well. What he believed the world to be. He aims his strikes to drive Nehan back but not in a straight line. That stumble is stuck in his head and he knows he can use it. If he can get him to do it again.]
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He stays where he is, not moving to chase Nehan. He observes too, it’s a few breathes of time then he surges forward. His expression doesn’t change, he has been good at poker face since his world shattered to pieces.
Well. What he believed the world to be. He aims his strikes to drive Nehan back but not in a straight line. That stumble is stuck in his head and he knows he can use it. If he can get him to do it again.]