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6/12/2025, 2:53:12 PM
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“Was once a home to undead, but after they attacked my home, I wiped them out. Used their bones to make this staff, actually.” you say, creating the crystals in your hand in the shape of your staff, then using the crystal teleportation magic the crystals shatter, pulling your staff into your hand. “All the necromantic, dark magic still floating through the air here should make it even easier to prevent that monster from escaping. However, just in case, I'm going to set up a few defenses first.”
“Defenses? Like what?” he asks you, raising a brow as you glance to him.
“I'm gonna need you to step back. I'm going to lock it and I into an airtight crystal container, so that thing's parasites can't reach you, and it can't communicate with its other parasites.” you tell him as you ascend to your Archon form, your brother raising an eyebrow but listening and complying. “I can't protect you from its monsters, and you can't take the same physically-intangible form like this.”
“Fair enough. I don't need to be involved, I just need to see it die.” he answers, you both sharing a nod before you channel your power into your staff. Causing the crystal blade infused with Death magic to spring into existence, then swinging the tip of the blade down into the carved stone floor.
“Crystal Magic: Paledrake's Lair!” you say, activating your spell. Setting the stage for your erasure of the Tuffle menace. Your crystals spread out across the ground more than two dozen yards in every direction from your scythe's impact point, before you then focus on raising the crystals rising up into a smooth, clear dome around you. Allowing your brother to witness what happens next inside as you place the bottle down in the center of your Paledrake's Lair, then stepping back place your hand on the crystal-covered ground. Focusing on your crystals, you manipulate the ones covering the bottle to pry the lid open. And in a flash, a beam of light shoots from the opening. You immediately sense the Tuffle's ki emerge, watching as he appears standing over the container.
“Whaaa-?! Who-? You?” he asks, looking shocked as he points at you “What are you-?”
“Death Magic: Dust to Dust.” you say, leveling your staff at him, channeling your magic into the most devastating magic you have. Immediately the Tuffle begins to disintegrate, looking down at its hand as it is turned to dust. “Become not.”
“What? How? This can't be, I'm immortal!” he exclaims, gritting his teeth and glaring at his forearm. As if seemingly focusing on his regeneration, but it doesn't help. “Tch! SHYAAAAAAAA!!”
“Was once a home to undead, but after they attacked my home, I wiped them out. Used their bones to make this staff, actually.” you say, creating the crystals in your hand in the shape of your staff, then using the crystal teleportation magic the crystals shatter, pulling your staff into your hand. “All the necromantic, dark magic still floating through the air here should make it even easier to prevent that monster from escaping. However, just in case, I'm going to set up a few defenses first.”
“Defenses? Like what?” he asks you, raising a brow as you glance to him.
“I'm gonna need you to step back. I'm going to lock it and I into an airtight crystal container, so that thing's parasites can't reach you, and it can't communicate with its other parasites.” you tell him as you ascend to your Archon form, your brother raising an eyebrow but listening and complying. “I can't protect you from its monsters, and you can't take the same physically-intangible form like this.”
“Fair enough. I don't need to be involved, I just need to see it die.” he answers, you both sharing a nod before you channel your power into your staff. Causing the crystal blade infused with Death magic to spring into existence, then swinging the tip of the blade down into the carved stone floor.
“Crystal Magic: Paledrake's Lair!” you say, activating your spell. Setting the stage for your erasure of the Tuffle menace. Your crystals spread out across the ground more than two dozen yards in every direction from your scythe's impact point, before you then focus on raising the crystals rising up into a smooth, clear dome around you. Allowing your brother to witness what happens next inside as you place the bottle down in the center of your Paledrake's Lair, then stepping back place your hand on the crystal-covered ground. Focusing on your crystals, you manipulate the ones covering the bottle to pry the lid open. And in a flash, a beam of light shoots from the opening. You immediately sense the Tuffle's ki emerge, watching as he appears standing over the container.
“Whaaa-?! Who-? You?” he asks, looking shocked as he points at you “What are you-?”
“Death Magic: Dust to Dust.” you say, leveling your staff at him, channeling your magic into the most devastating magic you have. Immediately the Tuffle begins to disintegrate, looking down at its hand as it is turned to dust. “Become not.”
“What? How? This can't be, I'm immortal!” he exclaims, gritting his teeth and glaring at his forearm. As if seemingly focusing on his regeneration, but it doesn't help. “Tch! SHYAAAAAAAA!!”
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