"Nyagh!"
The retort spell caused Zion-Mavas to take a step back, though he wasn't that close to Zion, and his own spell faltered.
"Fool! I shall improve upon your pathetic weakness!!"
Keeping his left hand outstretched and focused on keeping his Omni from shattering, he jammed his blade into the ground so that he would have two free hands.
He cupped his hands in front of him, so that from his perspective it looked like he was crushing Zion with his own hands (as you can shut one eye and cover a full moon with your thumb)...
As the strength of his Omni multiplied, the ground around Zion flew up in small chunks in disintegrated, creating a crater under the warrior, who was now suspended in mid air, caught in the effects of two conflicting gravity spells...
"Die! Die!! DIE!!!"
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(Aminaga, make sure you read every post and understand what is going on. The way I take it, you just gave Zeros' and co.'s position to Haraldur and Draven. Also, next time it should take several posts to get from one place to another.)
Draven's eyes shifted to the right. As he finished his remark, a noise emanated from deep within the forest. Someone yelling or something...
He turned his head and glanced at the dark warrior at his far right. The man nodded, understanding the gesture completely.
A yellow aura engulfed the bodyguard, bolts of crackling electricity dancing about his body. He took off, riding the wind with his feet an inch above the ground at a good 40 miles per hour, straight at the source of the noise. This was obviously an Air Mage. His black hair was extremely tall and spiky, and his black armor was intricately decorated with yellow crests and such. As the wind riding warrior neared the edge of the forest, he removed a small metalic pipe-like object from his belt and held it firmly in his right hand...
Draven returned his attention to Haraldur.
(Now if you kill or loose this guy quietly, you may not get noticed!)