Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170123160700/@comment-17114085-20170216114001

Kyrnil streaked out of the storm. Though as his body returned to normal he found that he was a light. His beard, hair and furs were all on fire. Quickly he threw off his furs and patted down his hairs. He had been burned, though only 1st degree so he was not disfigured like Svenja had been. It hurt like hell nonetheless.

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Wrath tried to block the spell with his hand but he was not fast enough to catch it. The aedric spear shot right past his Fire Storm and hit the Demiprince straight in the head. It didn't penetrate far, but a little farther than Valgeir's axe had, past the skin and lodging into the fiend's skull.

The hit caused Wrath much pain but it didn't kill him...however, his head arched back from the force of the blow and he lost his footing once more. This time, though, as he stepped back to catch himself his foot met the end of the cliff and the ground under it broke.

The flaming giant found himself falling off the edge of Solitude, down into the valley below. He tried to conjure a chain to throw at a nearby building to holding himself but the Fire Storm spell had eaten up the last of his magicka.

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Lust saw the leader of the Sins. falling. "Metilius!" He yelled and transformed into a swarm of bats, flying towards the falling giant.

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Down in the valley, Svenja was by the coast, laying down. Her strength had yet to return to her. She was powerless to even get up, but the sight of the red giant falling put a smile on her face.