03-04-2015, 08:53 PM
Selia's face was steely, her eyes narrowing at the two men before her. While Sergius was clearly more emotionally affected by this situation, Selia had escaped all sorts of dangerous men in alleys before. On cue, she pulled her right arm over her eyes, and heard the glassy sounds of the barrier which Sergius must have erected.
Caring not for whatever Sergius might have to say about it, Selia muttered an incantation to herself. Static pops and a low humming noise came from her left hand. Inside the palm of Selia's hand, a dark ball of energy began to form and grow, appearing to drink all of the light around it. Selia pulled her right arm down to take a better shot...
The two brigands before them averted their eyes and drew swords, clearly taken by surprise. The second man lashed out with a horizontal swing of his sword, slicing through the barrier as if he was slicing warm butter. His swing had too much follow-through, and the sword loudly clanged against the brick wall.
As if on cue, Selia released the ball of energy from her left hand, watching it seemingly liquify in midair. The energy ball seeped into the ground, the low humming noise growing quieter.
Selia's aim, however, was off, and she missed where the first man had stood... but where the second man was standing, dark energies swirled out of the ground and impaled the man's chest, burning him in a way Selia did not think he would recover from quickly.
The first brigand looked over at Sergius, and prepared to lunge at the priest, but he appeared to not be able to see Sergius clearly enough to properly attack him.
Selia, in the meantime, prepared another incantation of the same spell, not content with just wounding the second man. Selia was no angel, she had her share of blood on her hands, all of it out of necessity. Almost all of it.
Caring not for whatever Sergius might have to say about it, Selia muttered an incantation to herself. Static pops and a low humming noise came from her left hand. Inside the palm of Selia's hand, a dark ball of energy began to form and grow, appearing to drink all of the light around it. Selia pulled her right arm down to take a better shot...
The two brigands before them averted their eyes and drew swords, clearly taken by surprise. The second man lashed out with a horizontal swing of his sword, slicing through the barrier as if he was slicing warm butter. His swing had too much follow-through, and the sword loudly clanged against the brick wall.
As if on cue, Selia released the ball of energy from her left hand, watching it seemingly liquify in midair. The energy ball seeped into the ground, the low humming noise growing quieter.
Selia's aim, however, was off, and she missed where the first man had stood... but where the second man was standing, dark energies swirled out of the ground and impaled the man's chest, burning him in a way Selia did not think he would recover from quickly.
The first brigand looked over at Sergius, and prepared to lunge at the priest, but he appeared to not be able to see Sergius clearly enough to properly attack him.
Selia, in the meantime, prepared another incantation of the same spell, not content with just wounding the second man. Selia was no angel, she had her share of blood on her hands, all of it out of necessity. Almost all of it.