05-22-2022, 01:17 AM
Lugh Samildánach
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The blade came down as Lugh forced himself to roll backward, away from Uscias’ swing. Both knives had shattered upon Nuada’s sword and Lugh doubted he would be able to make much more of a dent with the pair in his boots. His side pouch flapped against his hip, reminding him of the other blade he carried.
With a thoughtless turn of Air, Lugh raised a solid wall to ward off Uscias. He brought the sword down upon it, of course, and dissipated the barrier. Still, it had given Lugh just enough time to dance back and pull out the spearhead. He wove wrist-thick fibers of Air around the base of the thing if only to ensure that Uscias could not wrest it from his grip.
Uscias leapt back quickly as Lugh swung the spearhead from up high. Back and forth they began to dance – Sword of Light deflecting off a spearhead of Heartstone.
“Ah, the clunk of white metal you got from your ‘contacts.’ How quaint,” Uscias began to mock again as Lugh pushed twice as hard – aiming to get the High Prince into a literal corner. Uscias rolled to the left, away from the doorway, throwing out a mass of fireballs.
Lugh threw out Fibers of Air, Fire, and Spirit – seizing the fireballs midair and launching them back towards Uscais. The fog seemed to fade away along the path that the fireballs took, the surrounding fog beginning to thin. The High Prince dodged back away from the fireballs, getting all the closer to the corner. Lugh smirked as he dashed forward, spearhead now affixed to a shaft of air held in his right hand.
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