Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-28358106-20160802183637

A sword arcs through the air, whipping towards Conrad. He bats it out of the air without looking up from Hound, and it flies away, bouncing off a rock.

He slowly looks up to the direction of the throw, sneering. Ibrahim is standing out in the open, his hands up to cast. They fizzle ineffectively, and Ibrahim looks at his hands in horror. Behind him, to the side and in the distance,  is the Dragon...

Conrad breaks into a horrible grin. "So easily forgotten, have you Doctor?  The Crucible's knocking on the planar veil has already negated all magic.  You're less than nothing,  now." He raises the God Sword and points, the energy of Echoes gathering in its blade. There is no way Ibrahim could dodge in time...

...but Conrad's back is to Hound.