"What is with you two being so morbid?" Prometheus grouched, "We won't die because I'm here!"
He was a powerhouse in terms of raw magical power, and clever enough to craft defensive and offensive spells that would vaporise the common monster into fine red mist if it so much as looked at them funny. It was a confidence that made him fearless - though, many of his instructors and even Mentor Metis would call it 'well-earned arrogance just waiting to trip him up'.
"But if it'll make you two feel better..." he flicked his wrist, Creating a misty white phantom in the form of a flittering sparrow, "Go tell Mentor Metis we're adventuring in the underground ruins."
The phantom bird chirped, then darted up, vanishing through the ceiling.
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He was a powerhouse in terms of raw magical power, and clever enough to craft defensive and offensive spells that would vaporise the common monster into fine red mist if it so much as looked at them funny. It was a confidence that made him fearless - though, many of his instructors and even Mentor Metis would call it 'well-earned arrogance just waiting to trip him up'.
"But if it'll make you two feel better..." he flicked his wrist, Creating a misty white phantom in the form of a flittering sparrow, "Go tell Mentor Metis we're adventuring in the underground ruins."
The phantom bird chirped, then darted up, vanishing through the ceiling.