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With a loud sigh, Orel extended his hand to a side, as a small orb of magical energy formed on top of his palm. Glowing with a frothing, ethereal light, the orb elongated and spread its light around, before materializing into the bow that he wielded. You see, the bird had the ability to summon and de-summon it in the battleground for as long as he liked and he made full use of it.
So with a small grin that let his canines shine, the avian notched an arrow made with the same magical energy, took an aim at the man who was sprawling on the ground while clutching his stomach and simply let the arrow ride the wind.
It could be called bull's eye, for it had pierced the man's chest, causing a quick splutter of blood, before his life ceased into nothing. Just then, there was a little shift, from off behind him to his left. He'd heard the foot leave the floor and no one should ever underestimate an eagle's senses. The bird stepped backward once, sideways to be exact, for a momentum wind up and then extended his leg fully into the bottom of one of the Black Lotus's members. The shattering side kick caused the man to stumble back several steps, as he was kept busy by his need to maintain balance.
By then, Orel had whirled and kicked forward instinctively, as another one of his opponents had lunged while he looked away behind him for the brief moment of the previous kick. Another connection and this man flew backward tumbling as well. It was indeed surprising that they were only attacking him with fists and not any kind of magic, but it was most probably because of the fact that they were not being given the chance to prepare a spell.
With a little shake of his head, the avian took running forward towards another Black Lotus member, catching it off guard from him actually attacking it, because it was timed when he least expected it.
The bird started with a running straight kick too the man's torso, since it was the quickest way of landing a perfect and deadly connection, especially without giving him a chance to retort. Jumping a step forward to keep up with his staggering frame, the bird attacked with a colossal left hook. He hopped in his place then, thus delivering a thudding right kick to the side of the magus's face, causing him to stumble and fall on his back. Orel would then grab him by the edge of his shirt and drag it along the ground to gain momentum, as the other Lotus members stared wide-eyed. For them, it was perhaps their worst nightmare, but for Aedre; who was actually busy with her opponent and her blades, it was simply wonderful. Watching it from the corner of her eyes and only in brief glimpses, she knew that her client had provided her the best possible ally.
So with a small grin that let his canines shine, the avian notched an arrow made with the same magical energy, took an aim at the man who was sprawling on the ground while clutching his stomach and simply let the arrow ride the wind.
It could be called bull's eye, for it had pierced the man's chest, causing a quick splutter of blood, before his life ceased into nothing. Just then, there was a little shift, from off behind him to his left. He'd heard the foot leave the floor and no one should ever underestimate an eagle's senses. The bird stepped backward once, sideways to be exact, for a momentum wind up and then extended his leg fully into the bottom of one of the Black Lotus's members. The shattering side kick caused the man to stumble back several steps, as he was kept busy by his need to maintain balance.
By then, Orel had whirled and kicked forward instinctively, as another one of his opponents had lunged while he looked away behind him for the brief moment of the previous kick. Another connection and this man flew backward tumbling as well. It was indeed surprising that they were only attacking him with fists and not any kind of magic, but it was most probably because of the fact that they were not being given the chance to prepare a spell.
With a little shake of his head, the avian took running forward towards another Black Lotus member, catching it off guard from him actually attacking it, because it was timed when he least expected it.
The bird started with a running straight kick too the man's torso, since it was the quickest way of landing a perfect and deadly connection, especially without giving him a chance to retort. Jumping a step forward to keep up with his staggering frame, the bird attacked with a colossal left hook. He hopped in his place then, thus delivering a thudding right kick to the side of the magus's face, causing him to stumble and fall on his back. Orel would then grab him by the edge of his shirt and drag it along the ground to gain momentum, as the other Lotus members stared wide-eyed. For them, it was perhaps their worst nightmare, but for Aedre; who was actually busy with her opponent and her blades, it was simply wonderful. Watching it from the corner of her eyes and only in brief glimpses, she knew that her client had provided her the best possible ally.
- Magic:
- 95% MP
- Enemies:
- Weak - 2/2 - Defeated
Normal 1/6 - Defeated/Healthy
