Snippet #1391175

Sometimes I hate being a hero. Mainly because its usually the hero who has fear.

Yes, that's right, I'm afraid. I mean, sure, I'm an all powerful wizard capable of ending a life in one stroke, but my power has limits. And my power doesn't always work. And a spell can't be cast that fast.
This villainess can like control the flames pretty fast, and like all that stuff. She's agile. A hell of a lot more agile than me. And, and, like, she's well, ummm- URGH! The fear's getting to me! First the thoughts, then- URAGFSGAH! No talkie, just fight!

WHat I am thinkin'? ALKCH!

Maybe I'm starting to suck because I've never felt fear before. I'm a wizard, and major threats rarely appear to a wizard. That's why we're rarely afraid, and if you don't gain experience in fear, then you'll lose it pretty quickly.

I'm starting to shiver and stuff... This is my first major battle after a long time....

Ulkch! Just.... Juts- I mean just concentrate......

Focus..... Calm down.....


AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMM..............


<Sigh> Time for war.

Time, return to thine normal state. You may continue.
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"Blinded!" Hannibal shouted, as the glare hit his eyes. He took a few steps back, then recovered his eyesight. He saw the tendrils of flame surround her, and felt the heat that she was feeling through his third eye.

"Wow. Hot! Now I wonder... Do you control those flames using magic, or something else?" He asked her, as he took an umbrella out of his bag of wonders.



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