1232 Mana Poisoning (Part 2)

"I have to admit that Kimo was right. You'll make an excellent asset." M'Rael nodded while unleashing two more Sunspots, one from his rings and the other weaved during their clash.

A one-handed battle hammer struck his head, barely making the elf flinch. The second one, however, hit the first hammer as if it was a nail, doubling its momentum thanks to the air magic that made them oppositely charged.

"Run, you fools!" Morok tried to recall his weapons, only to discover that M'Rael had trapped them inside a husk of earth and darkness originating from his armor.

"Insignificant fly!" One of the hands from Sunspot swatted Morok like a bug, two more grabbed Nalrond, squeezing the air and almost the life out of him, while the last one went for Quylla.

A silvery flash came from her sleeves as the Adamant chains of Bloodbind wrapped the hard-light construct long enough to allow Quylla to focus what was left of mana into a tier two Light Mastery spell.