It can't be enough that Tidus's own pair are leaving behind bits of limbs, open wounds that bleed, then some that don't. He jumps back as the raised height of his voidblob comes crashing down, but Tidus has the flexibility and speed to get out of its way. It's then that Faux's call comes, the sight of his own 1 and a half voidblob is on display. Faux's weapon no longer with him, either.
Tidus works as quickly as he can, a spell he - fortunately - knows with ease. He holds a fist close to himself, then throws it out in Faux's direction, a small dance of lights throwing up around Tidus.
But for Faux, golden rings come around him, or clock faces. Magic seeps into Faux, a lighter sensation to his body, his weight - and he'll be able to move faster with it, so long as the haste spell hasn't somehow backfired.
"Get your weapon!" Tidus shouts - for the meantime, he doesn't mind running straight for Faux's voidblob, a new spell in his blade, making the blue body of it shimmer. The limbs and inflated jaws not scaring him, when all he needs is to make contact, knock at it with his sword -
and the for a few seconds, he can paralyse it, delaying its movement. It'll give them some time, while Tidus still has a blob of his own to finish off.
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It can't be enough that Tidus's own pair are leaving behind bits of limbs, open wounds that bleed, then some that don't. He jumps back as the raised height of his voidblob comes crashing down, but Tidus has the flexibility and speed to get out of its way. It's then that Faux's call comes, the sight of his own 1 and a half voidblob is on display. Faux's weapon no longer with him, either.
Tidus works as quickly as he can, a spell he - fortunately - knows with ease. He holds a fist close to himself, then throws it out in Faux's direction, a small dance of lights throwing up around Tidus.
But for Faux, golden rings come around him, or clock faces. Magic seeps into Faux, a lighter sensation to his body, his weight - and he'll be able to move faster with it, so long as the haste spell hasn't somehow backfired.
"Get your weapon!" Tidus shouts - for the meantime, he doesn't mind running straight for Faux's voidblob, a new spell in his blade, making the blue body of it shimmer. The limbs and inflated jaws not scaring him, when all he needs is to make contact, knock at it with his sword -
and the for a few seconds, he can paralyse it, delaying its movement. It'll give them some time, while Tidus still has a blob of his own to finish off.