[Vader had planned for this, really. He knew that the enemy would send people to bar the way for Dokja, Rand, and the others. That was why he had agreed to be in the vanguard at all...it afforded him an opportunity to test himself against other Aions and keep them occupied. Defense by Offense. Better that than jumping in to personally help people he didn't know.
His head cocks to the side, amusement briefly sparking inside him.]
Others will save the prisoners. My role in this drama is to occupy the defenders.
[Vader lifts his free hand, the sword arm leveled squarely at Amos. The stones from the crumbling street rise now, grabbed up by his power. Cobbles, dirt, chunks of broken stone swirl all over the hole Vader had created, continuing to lift until they are all well over his head. Shards of rock shoot out to strike a few Achamothian soldiers that felt emboldened by a nearby Firebrand, knocking them out cold.
It's then that the other rescuers begin to make their move, nearing the pyre proper.
Exactly as planned.]
Ah...right on cue.
[Vader advances slowly, his cloud of projectiles following, spinning like a miniature galaxy above his head. A few of them launch towards Amos, but he hasn't really committed to anything more than that just yet.
He's curious, just how will the man react? Will he bolt for the pyre, or will he stay to fight?]
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His head cocks to the side, amusement briefly sparking inside him.]
Others will save the prisoners. My role in this drama is to occupy the defenders.
[Vader lifts his free hand, the sword arm leveled squarely at Amos. The stones from the crumbling street rise now, grabbed up by his power. Cobbles, dirt, chunks of broken stone swirl all over the hole Vader had created, continuing to lift until they are all well over his head. Shards of rock shoot out to strike a few Achamothian soldiers that felt emboldened by a nearby Firebrand, knocking them out cold.
It's then that the other rescuers begin to make their move, nearing the pyre proper.
Exactly as planned.]
Ah...right on cue.
[Vader advances slowly, his cloud of projectiles following, spinning like a miniature galaxy above his head. A few of them launch towards Amos, but he hasn't really committed to anything more than that just yet.
He's curious, just how will the man react? Will he bolt for the pyre, or will he stay to fight?]