User blog comment:The Reptile King/The Battlefield/@comment-24934423-20160522075332/@comment-24934423-20160523073741

Struggling to get back on his feet from the surprise attack, the wizard glanced back at the Reptile King, over to the bullfrog, then back again. "So that's how..." he mumbled as he stood up. When the king let loose that first distracting magical blast, he replaced himself with a summoned creature. Not wanting to find out what he frogged, he'd have to refrain from using another Polymorph spell.

"S-summoning...is when you call upon another being or object from another place to aid you-!" He then coughed, having breathed in some dust when he was standing back up. After regaining his breath, he continued, "However, it has p-potential drawbacks. Summoned creatures may not be able to understand the summoner's speech, and in extreme cases can even turn against him."

He then raised a shield around himself as he began to gather power again. "Summoning falls under the C-Conjuration field of magic, and I know a few of those, too! Come forth, my familiar!" The spell went off with a flash of light...and nothing else seemed to have happened.

"Oh, blasted-!" the unfortunate spellcaster cursed under his breath. "How did I mess it up this time?!"

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(In the castle...)

From a puff of smoke, a small, transparent Slime appeared on top of the Reptile King's Dragon wife's hoard. Glancing down at the gold coins she sat upon, she picked one up and popped it into her mouth, absorbing the coin as it floated into her middle.