Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141212151819/@comment-29458028-20141213161003

(Lol, it is Raydin after all)

Raydin just raised two fingers and a blue pulse emanated from him, clearing all the magic instantaneously, the snow returning to its original form. The raised mages disintegrated into nothingness.

"Really? Nothing spectacular you know. The most powerful combatant I fought turned herself into a demigod like entity and summoned a daedra army. I killed her with a snap of my fingers. You don't really impress me" said Raydin.

With a wave of his hands, Raydin and Eldarnil were no longer in Winterhold. They were in some pocket dimension somewhere in Oblivion. Raydin simply locked eyes with his opponent from afar, conjuring horror that would make even Vaermina have nightmares, making his opponent forget every single spell as long as eye contact was maintained.

Yet, his eyes seemed so beautiful, that his opponent would not be able to look away.

(The fear vision, in action)