RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
12-12-2014, 03:40 AM
Savannah plows face first into a hedge, her head narrowly avoiding one of the larger thorns. She stumbles back in surprise, trying to force it open like she did with the others. A growl escapes her throat when she realizes that the plants are resisting her magic, something holding them in place.
"Open! Come on!" She forces against the magic restraining against the plants, to no avail. "Damn it. Now I have to do this the old fashioned way..." The crunching of footsteps on the ground and Savannah whirls around, finding a dude with only a kilt on standing there. She's about to make a snappy remark about his lack of shirt when he nods and suddenly ignites himself. Savannah's mouth twitches into a grin. She plants the butt of her spear onto the ground, clasping her hands together. When she pulls them apart, a small spinning globe rests in her palm.
"Hey, I can see that you're hot stuff." Savannah smiles, then rears back and pitches the globe at the man, aiming low, hitting him with Absolute Zero. "But you really need to chill."