Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20171021115440/@comment-30014014-20171103115021

''His stare brings him to a so-called line. A line? Probably a line of defenders. That would make sense. Usually, mages or any type not focused on close quarter fightning would probably suffer decreased durability against the more melee induced individuals. So, a line provided to defend them would be common sense.''

''Unfortunately for them, Luguen's amethyst flame had quite the habit of making no distiction between a 'knight' slime and a 'mage' slime. Worse still, it seemed to have picked up tasting the charred remains of a scorched slime. Worse of all, the wielder seemed to have no problem indulding this flame with the 'live' entities.''

''With a solid grip, Luguen expands a small portion of his mana to bring his sword to life, purple flames spouting about. He starts walking toward this 'line', his bright flame earning a terrified gaze from some 'mages' busy hurling goo at soldiers.''

"There's one of these boys walking right at us".

"Just one? Oh my, he must really want to satiate us­­~

"Judging by that 'flame' he's bringing, I really doubt it".

"Flame? What flame do you--oh no! Quick, shift your targets to this guy! We can't let his volatie fire get near us!"