User blog comment:The Reptile King/The Battlefield/@comment-26517142-20160526013943/@comment-26517142-20160526223814

Marden tries to count with his flimsy fingers but fails. Clearly, counting and math outdoes him all the time

Marden: "3.. 300.. Damn. You're a living fossil. Without any pause, he weaves a sign into the air. The symbol of lightning. Spell circles appear encircling him and take aim.

"And... yeah. To be honest, I kinda knew that the minute we go all out here, this battlefield might be gone before you could say 'raptor'. So.. Why don't we arrange your rest, old man?"

Live streams of lightning fire towards RK and blast him off his feet. There wasn't even time to recover. A larger pair of magic circles hover on RK's left and right and smolder him with 20,000,000 volts straight from the heavens on both ends.