Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191023222228/@comment-25828117-20191024004503

Lysilde roared.

She grabbed hold of her stone and a bright light started to eminate from it. She was drawing power from it in some fashion.

Garran could feel his wound heal to a degree that allowed him to survive for the coming hours at least. Stabilizing him. While the magic burst didn't end there. Lysilde's skin seemed pale as the moon and then it started to glow before she raised her hand again and a powerful blast of air took the fog with it in every direction it went.