Allen smirked at Marshal, and greeted Aura.
"Hello there, Lieutenant. No need to salute to me. I'm but a mere researcher. I should be the one saluting you," he said. He turned towards Marshal, he eyes turned back to ice. "You need to go help the rest of the Empire. I'll take care of this pest," he said, indicating Marshal and his creation.
Allen turned, and looked at the mud man boredly.
"Do you really think something as simple as that can hurt me?" he asked mockingly. He demonstrated his point by putting his hand to the ground. Out infront of the mud man, a pit 10 or so feet deep formed, suddenly out of nowhere.
He reached to his side, where a dagger sat in it's sheath. He unsheathed the dagger, twirling it around in his hands. There was nothing special about the dagger, except some small runes carved into it's ebony handle. He held up his thumb, and made a small slit with the knife, causing a small cut to appear. Blood slowly leaked from the cut, and dripped onto the ground. Allen took a cloth out of one of his inside pockets, and wiped off the dagger clean, and sheathed the dagger.
He cracked his knuckles, and put his left hand on the groud. A glowing blue circle appeared, as it reacted with the blood. Suddenly, a rush of water was heard as the pit infront of the mudman rapidly filled with crystal clear water.
Since the mudman was made of sand, and water, the water in the pool would disolve the mudman into nothing more, but mud.
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Zeros' sighed as his attacks missed. He hadn't expected them to hit, actually. The ONLY way to beat Haraldur was to drag down his mana stores, and exhaust him, which was almost impossible.
He looked at the attacks coming, and then to the rip Haraldur had formed. He looked between the two, deciding to fix or counter the rip.
He ghosted from his position, to where the rip was (Took him serveral seconds, too). He prevented himself from being sucked in, by forcing is aura outwards, and in an opposite direction of the rip.
//As for directions, since they're sucking something into them, they have to go some direction.\\
Zeros' waved his hands, and muttered a few wards. Another rip appeared, directly next to the one already there. Zeros' made it go in the opposite direction of Haraldur's rip. This, in term, caused the rips to work against each other, meaning the airships could flyby without worrying about being sucked into the hole.
After a few moments, though, the rips eventually countered each other, causing both of them to disappear, with a not quite so quiet RIP.
Zeros', in turn, smirked in Haraldur's general direction.
