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errɑnt ɑrchivist ✶ ɑrthur inkwell ([personal profile] inklongdry) wrote 2023-01-22 06:31 am (UTC)

[ HO DON'T DO IT. OH MY GOD.

His spell tome is right there but of course he can't get to it before he comes into contact with one of those puddles. His whole body convulses again as electricity surges through him, and he drops hard to his knees, his sword dissipating in a burst of green flecks of light. ]


I am getting exceedingly tired of playing this game!

[ His fingers finally close around the spine of his tome, and with it in hand, he slams his other palm on the ground. A dome of translucent, shimmering light, like the surface of a soap bubble by way of stained glass, pops up around him. The radius is wide, and she'll find herself just on the outside of it. Sacred Soil. A barrier she cannot pass. ]

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