[IRP] Between Two Worlds

[Victor]

Sergius's blood was boiling, perfect time for a fight. As the light barrier quickly dissipated into nothing, he had spoken a quick few words, charging his hands with a thick and powerful coating of light magic. The first brigand lunged at him, aiming for right between his illuminated hands. A perfect opportunity.

Sergius caught the blade with his hands, a move that would have severed his thumbs had they not been protected by the thick barrier of magic. The ruffian, stunned, stopped abruptly. The monk jerked the blade out of his hands, sending it clattering to the ground, echoing through the alleyway. With a lumbering movement, Sergius grabbed the man by the front of his shirt, picking him up and slamming him against the brick wall.

The light magic of his grips began to steam the water off of the man's clothes, and the slick brick offered little grip for him to pin the thug. Sergius pushed him harder against the wall, in an attempt to trap him. Selia seemed to be more than capable, and he hoped to God the man's partner wouldn't stab him in the back.

"Why did you kill him?!" he barked, spraying rain and spittle on the man's face. "Why do you lack light?!"