Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-30540776-20161120050240/@comment-30014014-20161123212645

He watches...

The king, being dragged away by the horned entity, with little but scrapes of cloth...

The queen, battered and injured, unable to move...

He sighs, scepter and torch in hand "Can't even have one month without something going south."

''He stands, a flow of green wind circulating around him, his torch burning with emrauld fire and swings it.Wind begins to agitate the troops, unable to pinpoint the source of it all. Shame they never though the court's squire would be a detterent to the invaders.''

''Instantly, they all pull out their weapons, only to be faced with a large gust of wind, with fire riding alongside. It pour onto all of the enemies, burning through their stamina. They feel their restless muscle aching for rest before giving in, making each of them realize the weight of their decisions. Literally. One by one, they collapse on the ground, unable to move. Extremely fatigued, but unscatted.''

''The one called Ragna notices this and momentaraly lets go of her prize: the king, searching for the one responsible. Alas, the squire is nowhere to be seen, nowhere of interest. The titania Gaia can feel soothing wind licking out her injuries, with a regain of power influxing within. She cranes her head up, seeing a blurred image of a fully armored knight holding a green torch over her, leaking healing winds.''

Ragna ends up spotting him ~What do we have here? A little mouse that's come to play?~'' The squire turns to her without ceassing the healing, even as she takes a attacking stance. The man's helmet lets no dxpression come out, but she could feel he felt no threat from her''. ~Someone's eager for servitude~, she says as she begins sprinting for him...

''...only to be met with another image of him, bursting from veiled wind, with fire exploding at point blank. It corroses through her armor and weapon, saping her power as well. Her expression of condifence is replaced by anguish as she is defeated by the torch knight. "Nope" is the only word he says to her before disassembling into wind, revealing it to be a zephyric mimic.''

Soon enough the king and the queen are healed up by their loyal squire, who simply proceeds to trap the invaders in windy bubbles, the time for the rulers to decide what their sentences should be...