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An Elementalist leapt from branch to branch, taking advantage of his small and nimble body as he expertly traveled up above on the trees. It's time. It's time to rebel. It's time to start acting out against the Necromancers and the Shadow Walkers. That's what he thought as he followed the carriage of prisoners. He's been studying up on everything. He knows what they do. It's time for this to stop.

Ian sat upon a tree branch, concealed by the leaves. He waited, watching as the carriage approached his position. Already did the elementalist prepare his first attack; there were several explosive tags that ran on the side of the road and on the center. Detonating them with the right timing would result in a wall of ice blocking the carriage, as well as Necro-popsicles.

Ian smirked. 3. 2. 1. Now. A large explosion occurred, and half the Necromancers were frozen as well as a large wall of ice had appeared, blocking the carriage's way. Ian jumped from his branch, landing on the nearest Necromancer's back and dodging a Shadow Lance from another Necromancer. A Necromancer comes up behind him, about to attack him with a sword, but Ian managed to roll away before placing a specially made tag to release the binding spell that was cast on every prisoner-transportation method. Smirking, Ian threw the last of his tags at the rest of the Necromancers, either burning them or freezing them to death. "Well... That was surprisingly easier than I thought it would..." Ian muttered as he stood up.