by DelvicGrimoire 12th November 2013, 11:43 pm
Delvic could barely believe his eyes as the great shadow appeared, not a phantom but a demon of, Fear. Del watched as it chopped down the trees certain that this was reality and no mere illusion. He felt its power and knew they didn’t have a prayer. He watched his life flash before his eyes, but snapped to once he found an idea, more like an accident. The reason for his mentor’s death was him. Delvic raised both of his hands high into the air, and directed his “ally” to attack the shade of Fear. He prayed inwardly that this didn’t come back to bite him in the rear as it had, back in the past, but he knew it was his only prayer.
It jumped at the shadow that had plagued it for so long trying to sink tooth and claw into shadow. It was uncertain if it had succeeded, as it slid off of the lanky figure. But then it smelled something different the smell of earth and tree became over run with a new smell the smell of Dark Magic. It shivered remembering that smell at the time of its birth. It no longer stood alone a horde now rose around it.
(Rolls: 1. Demon Sides Hit=Bad Guy/Miss=Our Side, 2. Demon Attack, 3.Fear Attack, 4. Fear Block, 5. Demon Block)
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