Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160615114214/@comment-29458028-20160702180324

"This is the most anticlimatic fight, after all" remarked Fionn, as he flew backwards to avoid a strike, a smile forming on his face, before he seemed to flicker, and grabbed the Shehai of the spirit, closing his hand. The blade just broke, and sucked into Fionn's palm.

"That was your ace in the hole right? I just broke the blade with a touch. Man, I know you are just a lesser aspect of something greater, but I still thought you had more to bring to the table than a few fancy flourishes. Now is my turn to play!" said Fionn, as he sheathed his sword and opened both hands.

It was literally as if a void in the world of magicka opened. Fionn literally was devouring the power of a god...