[Who is being so noisy and interrupting his moment...
Mizael turns just in time to see the boy fly through the doorway with the rampaging golem hot on his heels. He automatically flings a hand up to blast the golem back--and then scowls at his hand and drops it again when nothing happens. Of course. Whatever malfunctioning force brought him here took his abilities. he hasn't forgotten that, but in the heat of the moment...
He's just decided that he'll have to use his fists instead (and wouldn't Alit be proud) when the boy summons a dragon to deal with it, and Mizael can't help but just stare at it for a moment, in awe and not a little envy. It's a moment before he even realizes he's being addressed.]
Yes, I'm fine. [And he's right, they probably should get back. Mizael lightly hops backward several feet and out of the way, his gaze still firmly locked on the dragon and its obnoxious prey.] Are you?
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Mizael turns just in time to see the boy fly through the doorway with the rampaging golem hot on his heels. He automatically flings a hand up to blast the golem back--and then scowls at his hand and drops it again when nothing happens. Of course. Whatever malfunctioning force brought him here took his abilities. he hasn't forgotten that, but in the heat of the moment...
He's just decided that he'll have to use his fists instead (and wouldn't Alit be proud) when the boy summons a dragon to deal with it, and Mizael can't help but just stare at it for a moment, in awe and not a little envy. It's a moment before he even realizes he's being addressed.]
Yes, I'm fine. [And he's right, they probably should get back. Mizael lightly hops backward several feet and out of the way, his gaze still firmly locked on the dragon and its obnoxious prey.] Are you?