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⌠ 𝓕 a t e b o u n d⌡— The rounds of lightning caught his attention, and concerned him some. Looking off into the distance, he saw single bolts shoot from the sky near the edge of the forest, despite the fact that there was nary a cloud—could it have been magic, then? He wasn’t entirely certain, but when Kamui took the time to listen more carefully, there were the sounds of other spells, some of which he could identify, but they were cast in such a flurry that he couldn’t pinpoint what they were. Curiosity got the best of him, and prodded him to advance towards whatever the source of magic was, although he remained on his toes. He was and would always be just a smidgen naive.
robin needed a bit more training. she felt inadequate compared to some of the militia. as their tactician, it was only right that she should be as strong as they were, so they were all equals. but no matter what she did, she felt the worst, like she was the most awful tactician there ever was. where her skills not good enough? she always felt like so.
“ THORON. “
the spell’s name was yelled, the strike of lightning hitting the mannequin, leaving a large, scorched mark across the enemy dummy’s chest. a sigh left her lips, it just felt like it wasn’t enough.
... wait ... was someone else here? she was sure she’d just heard that familiar crunching of leaves underneath someone’s feet. maybe she was paranoid. years of war did that to a person.
“ IS SOMEONE ELSE THERE ? if you’re
someone from the camp, this isn’t very
funny at all. “
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