Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150602194428/@comment-5543592-20150604232020

Dacian used both hands to keep his wards up, but they were fading fast. Every once in a while he could feel heat lick his palms, or a speck of fire would get through and sizzle onto his arm.

He needed a plan. Fast.

He then took the riskist gamble ever. In a split second, instead of casting his ward, he blasted a burst of telekinetic energy into Thormodr's chest, to send the Redguard flying back.