Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200103013728/@comment-5583506-20200105194942

Shrava was very much right in that assessment. As soon as the fifth crossbowman had finished reloading his crossbow the visor of his helmet was introduced to a flaming orb coming straight towards him, engulfing his face in fire. He screamed within the depths of his helmet, flailing with his arms around in a desperate yet futile attempt to put the flames to rest, but could not prevent the flames from spreading further.

Fire seemed to be most effective against these strange soldiers.

The soldiers were quick to learn new tricks. Glennwyn came soaring towards one of them, yet this time he was prepared, having observed his comrade's demise. Dropping his polearm to the ground he instead unsheathed a short sword from his belt and deflected Glennwyn in mid-air.

Lysilde's gust, however, was a new trick they had not been prepared for. Though mostly ineffective in terms of damage, it definitely succeeded in forcing some of them back.