Nathrangking
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I roll my eyes. "What do you want?" I find the link again. He absorbed the power good. Let's see how much he can handle. I call 10,000 massive bolts and launch them through me at the same time I channel heat equal to the surface of the sun. At the same time I siphon all of the heat from the device until it is as brittle as glass. @Gears @xinoehp512
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My strength returns a bit, but the drain is still there faintly. He wants power he'll get power!! I close my eyes and summon a massive bolt of power. It strikes me and I transfer the power through the link to Dr. Gears. I turn to the newcomer. "Who are you?" @Gears
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I call a bolt forth which incinerates the ground in front of him. I stumble for a moment as my power fluctuates. Without thinking I lash out with a wall of wind. I free the storms. "Foolish mortal. You would steal my power?"
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"I have a better question. What game are you playing Dr. Gears?" I level my blades at him. "I sense the minute drain on my strength coming from that device of yours."
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I turn to Dr. Gears and frown. I throw the sphere away and follow Fadran and kindness through their portal. Before I vanish I send a spear of heat which vaporizes his notes and devices. I then vanish into the Parallarity.
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"Victory is ours." The heat is banished.
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I call an ocean of heat and funnel it into the explosion. I shrug off the explosion's effects.
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I launch walls of heat against the enemy.
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I call the winds and they arrange the mirrors.
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A wave of heat and light gathers. "I'm ready to do what must be done."
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"I can provide light and heat."
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"This is beyond my power." I launch waves of heat at the approaching enemy.
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"Get me sand and I can make us glass." More bolts strike.
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Ballista bolts of light fly forth. They smash through rank of enemies vaporizing dozens at a time.
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Moonwinner
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"Who are you. Friend or Foe?" I conjure thousands of bolts of light and launch them at the front lines of the enemy.
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"What is this?" I call forth more lightning and launch it into the approaching horde.
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"They are called withergeists. Apparently light weakens them."
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"We hope so. There are two many for us to handle alone."
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"If we can contain them perhaps something can be done! Get out of there. I'm prepared to trap them in a ring of light."
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"Follow me." I lift off the ground on a gust of wind as I fell more withergeists. As they fall and reform I retreat out their of range.
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I pick up the silvery blade and run into the fray spinning about slashing and stabbing withergeists. My light blade and silver split some and destroy them while others reform instantly. "Let me see what I can do. Lesurney ureyadurn." A glow encircles Fadran's blade. "Try that." I go back to spinning and hacking.
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"We'll have to smite as many as we can. I can conjure rings of light and heat to keep them from escaping."
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I strike at them with a ring of blistering heat.