Draven glanced downward at Genma.
"I can kill whoever I please. What kind of a question is that, anyway?"
Draven looked up. Zeros' and Tsar resumed fighting, and now that frost mage was entering the fray from below. His threat was being ignored...
"THAT'S ENOUGH!"
Draven ignited in flame. The aura served as an energy source as well as a protective shield for Draven, but proves to be extremely uncomfortable for anyone else to get caught up in...
Iduran screamed at the intense increase in heat, now struggling violently.
"Ahhhh!!"
A fireball appeared in Draven's right hand, and he held it right next to the old knight's head.
"Either produce the sword, Zeros', or just outright tell me you don't value his life. I'm not going to wait!"
Jayce lowered his sword. Both of his adversaries were stolen away from him and were now fighting someone else, and he flashed Draven an irritated look. Blizzards, street brawls in the sky, and now a hostage situation... what next?
Jayce lifted his blade and rested it on his right shoulder, watching Iduran struggle. Bah, all's fair in love and war, I suppose... He's going to kill the old man too...
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Neptra stood on the deck of the mighty black vessel. The torment just outside the barrier of mist was unbelievable... Lightning, boulders, fire, stuck at the sides... the clamor was deafening. The deck was empty, for all the soldiers had hidden for fear of their lives...
"Weather mages... probably more than one..."
She ran to the edge and leapt off, cutting through the mist below the ship and diving into the water... This is where she is most comfortable, the water elemental has no trouble breathing under water...
As she descended into the depths, great jagged boulders arose off of the sea floor, aiming to pierce the bottom of the ship. She allowed them to pass, then raised her hand. The water below the vessel congealed and froze rock solid, stopping the assault from below.
The water itself was very rough, due to the storm above, but she molded a steady jet stream to push her outward, away from the ship. It was obvious that the attackers were some distance away-- it would be foolish to create a storm like this and throw it upon yourself. She rose closer to the surface, yet remained under water, scanning the air above for anything suspicious...