Post by Tristan Knightrhode on Jun 5, 2007 11:59:43 GMT -5
Hmm...something about a curse. Tristan still couldn't understand every thing she was saying. He loosely understood that one, 'I warn you...too long...I am cursed...all eternity' that was about the gist of it any way...or so the hunter hoped. "Well, Curses we deal with. Every body in the Academy ends up dealing with some kind of bullshit sooner or later. Between classes, missions, and threats to the safety of mages and humans alike...I think we can handle a curse." He joked, then something hit him.
"By the way, any idea what those zombies were doing...here. Yeah." The last word was said after she made the last statement which was something along the lines of 'thats not good.' rather obvious even if you couldn't understand any thing she said. The skeletons and still partially un-decomposed corpses began moving, and a heavy flow of mana raked through the air. "I fuckin' hate necromancers...." He said, drawing his blade again.
Unfortunately, they were back in the hall where there wasn't all that much room. Even Igneus was having to walk in the back, carefully avoiding the walls, lest he bring the roof down on top of them. When the corpses began moving, he threw a few small balls of fire into the side walls, igniting the passageway as well as roasting a small handful of corpses. He then transformed with a bang, returning to his smaller size. Seconds later, he was throwing fire balls, not much larger than before, and flying around the limited space in the corridor. In his small form once more, he had much more movement liberty, though it was still restricted.
Tristan himself lit his sword with his mana, creating orange and blue flames around it, which melted through the remaining flesh and bone of the zombies he struck before they even had a chance to stand from their caskets. "Stay and fight, or just get the hell outa here?" He called back to the bunch. As always, he didn't really care either way. Fighting was always fun.
"By the way, any idea what those zombies were doing...here. Yeah." The last word was said after she made the last statement which was something along the lines of 'thats not good.' rather obvious even if you couldn't understand any thing she said. The skeletons and still partially un-decomposed corpses began moving, and a heavy flow of mana raked through the air. "I fuckin' hate necromancers...." He said, drawing his blade again.
Unfortunately, they were back in the hall where there wasn't all that much room. Even Igneus was having to walk in the back, carefully avoiding the walls, lest he bring the roof down on top of them. When the corpses began moving, he threw a few small balls of fire into the side walls, igniting the passageway as well as roasting a small handful of corpses. He then transformed with a bang, returning to his smaller size. Seconds later, he was throwing fire balls, not much larger than before, and flying around the limited space in the corridor. In his small form once more, he had much more movement liberty, though it was still restricted.
Tristan himself lit his sword with his mana, creating orange and blue flames around it, which melted through the remaining flesh and bone of the zombies he struck before they even had a chance to stand from their caskets. "Stay and fight, or just get the hell outa here?" He called back to the bunch. As always, he didn't really care either way. Fighting was always fun.