(( I'm cool with letting it progress through all of the memory sequences! ))
[The black dragon finds himself a spectator of the memory, standing a ways away on the ice but not so far that the conversation fades out of earshot. The first thoughts that filter through his mind flow as follows: Emil. He recognizes Emil, which is why all that warm glimmer and fire tempered by moonlight bordering his mirror stood out to him so much more than others. The landscape sprawls into a frozen, treacherous wasteland, far colder and more inhospitable than any place he's ever been. As a reptilian creature, it renders him uncomfortably sluggish.
This must be what Sweden is like, he surmises.
And that hooded figure over there, the twiggy one scurrying back to Emil's side — the blonde wedged in broken ice calls for him, and Lalli becomes more than just a name to him.
So when the horrendous mass of tentacles disturbs their progress, Soren anticipates exactly what will happen when the mage he'd heard of before throws his arms out like that: a flash of bright... force.
But what devastation springs between him and the monster is far more catastrophic than his imagination led him to believe. He watches entranced as the blinding surge of magical energy annihilates their foe with enough power to rupture their very surroundings. ]
☆ Phase One: Undeniable Proof of Magic
[The black dragon finds himself a spectator of the memory, standing a ways away on the ice but not so far that the conversation fades out of earshot. The first thoughts that filter through his mind flow as follows: Emil. He recognizes Emil, which is why all that warm glimmer and fire tempered by moonlight bordering his mirror stood out to him so much more than others. The landscape sprawls into a frozen, treacherous wasteland, far colder and more inhospitable than any place he's ever been. As a reptilian creature, it renders him uncomfortably sluggish.
This must be what Sweden is like, he surmises.
And that hooded figure over there, the twiggy one scurrying back to Emil's side — the blonde wedged in broken ice calls for him, and Lalli becomes more than just a name to him.
So when the horrendous mass of tentacles disturbs their progress, Soren anticipates exactly what will happen when the mage he'd heard of before throws his arms out like that: a flash of bright... force.
But what devastation springs between him and the monster is far more catastrophic than his imagination led him to believe. He watches entranced as the blinding surge of magical energy annihilates their foe with enough power to rupture their very surroundings. ]