Sunday, March 2
Madness in Freeport - Part 23: The Tower Stairs
N’tal threw off his robe and flew into the air. The other ssanu drew their bows.
“Uh, I don’t remember you saying anything about the snakes being able to fly,” Vlad said Ilmarė.
“I didn’t,” said Ilmarė. “He’s a sorcerer!”
“I am indeed, ssslave,” hissed N’tal. “Now feel the might of a true sssanu: Incendiariesss globusss!” He pointed and a pea-sized ball of flames flew towards them.
Everything seemed to move in slow motion. Vlad knew the spell. He’d seen it once before, when the insane elorii Neyadis had nearly slaughtered his companions with a fireball. He had to get in front of it… [MORE]
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