The fight has been raging fiercely for some time now, and his healing spells seem to take more from him than they usually do. Where once the Light slipped from his fingers with little effort, now he seems to have to drag it down with force.
He's tired, and he can feel his frustration turning into anger slowly. The slow chip at his control as the whirl of violence surrounds him, building up until the urge to just stop it by force is nearly overwhelming.
His shield falters and drops and Anduin scans the fight again, catches sight of a dark haired figure moving towards someone he recognised. He snaps out a spell to try and stun them into place a moment, distantly aware that drawing their attention could be a mistake.
He has to try, he has to try.
"You don't need to do this," he tries. "We only came here for our friends, nothing else."
Sebastian
Light, is he tired.
The fight has been raging fiercely for some time now, and his healing spells seem to take more from him than they usually do. Where once the Light slipped from his fingers with little effort, now he seems to have to drag it down with force.
He's tired, and he can feel his frustration turning into anger slowly. The slow chip at his control as the whirl of violence surrounds him, building up until the urge to just stop it by force is nearly overwhelming.
His shield falters and drops and Anduin scans the fight again, catches sight of a dark haired figure moving towards someone he recognised. He snaps out a spell to try and stun them into place a moment, distantly aware that drawing their attention could be a mistake.
He has to try, he has to try.
"You don't need to do this," he tries. "We only came here for our friends, nothing else."