[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Alusq]

Among the illuminated morphs, Renata spied a few magical tomes. They weren't as much a danger to her as they would be to her comrades. One let loose a fireball at Tiras; another began to conjure a cloud of darkness so ferocious it resembled a storm. Just think of the Saint... Recalling her training in resisting the occult, Renata murmured a prayer as she took a step towards the cloud and prepared to cast another spell...

The ruins shook, the first mage crumbled rather readily before Tiras's halberd, and Renata noticed a distinct scarlet glow in the corner of her sight.

"That one!" She shouted at Raye in unconcealed fear, pointing at the staff user.