Yvette screamed in frustration.
"You absolute...bitch," Lilian grated out, but as she raised her hand to cast, she swayed and her eyes rolled back. She dropped to the ground, unconscious.
"Dabney! Cacoon!" Alister shouted, and the big man immediately hunched over Lilian and activated a dome of stone. The noble looked at Evie whip her chain about and several spears streaked toward the Journeyman defensive specialist. "They're not gonna be enough to handle Yvette!"
"Then go help them!" Felix shouted, but had to roll to his left to avoid an explosive fissure in the ground. He looked up to see Okar focused on him and Atar. That was fine with him. "Atar, let's give Harn time to kick your Captain's ass."
"This is dumb! Argh, fine!" Atar conjured a grip of Sparkbolts and sent them flying at the charging Journeyman. The fiery projectiles burst harmlessly against Okar's dark granite armor, his Journeyman Skill shrugging off their impacts without breaking his stride. The man's face, framed by a roman style helm of rock, was split by a sadistic grin.
"I'm gonna enjoy breaking you boys," he sneered.
Influence of the Wisp!
Wrack and Ruin!
Stone Shaping!
The Enthrall didn't land, and his acid scored his armor but carreened wildly once it hit. The Stone Shaped rocks he thrust upward disrupted the man's footing, but for barely a moment; Okar stomped his own feet and sent out a pulse of dusty-brown Mana that smoothed the ground again.
Shit! Maybe I--
"Spirit Immolation!" Atar cried, and his body burst into living flame. It wasn't just covered in it; the teen became fire.
Holy damn. Felix took a step back from Atar, glancing between him and the oncoming Journeyman.
"Strength Ignition!"
The fire became flesh once more, but now Atar absolutely glowed with orange Mana vapor. His body gave it off like a tiny sun. With a burst of speed Felix had never seen from the man, Atar hiked his robes up and ran directly at Okar. Quick as a blink, Atar drew a series of quick sigils in mid-air and dropped into a slide, falling under the man's guard and jabbing out with his open palms as he passed. The sigils attached to Okar's legs, etching into his armor before sending a thrust of concentrated fire Mana blasting forward from the man's knees.
Like a misaligned hobby rocket, Okar's feet swept from beneath him, the man barely having time to brace as his face was jackhammered into the earth.
Felix didn't let him recover, hitting the man with a concentrated Reign of Vellus, something that still was hard for him to accomplish accurately. He pressed, hard, dumping Mana into the Skill to just keep the man down. Okar fought it, trying to rise, pitting his Strength and Endurance against Felix's Intelligence and Willpower.
Were it an effort to crush him, Felix would have been outclassed by the Journeyman defensive Skill, but it wasn't; the man only wanted to move, and that boiled down to stats. And Felix had those in spades.
"Burn me, how're you holding him down?" Atar asked, looking at Felix in confusion as lightning ceaselessly crawled across Okar's body. "Nevermind! We have to restrain him til Harn finishes with Elwick, then Onslaught can take care of him. I've got nothing that can get through that armor or his resistances."
"That's right!" Okar shouted, his face straining against the ground. "Cower like always, Atar! It's all your good for, you worthless pile of--!"
Reign of Vellus!
With a thunderclap, a pillar of lighting seemed to launch Okar straight up into the air. The man reached nearly fifty feet before he began arcing downwards, well beyond the wall. Directly into the Revenant horde.
"Screw him," Felix grated, his head aching from the Mana use. "He was trying to use earth Mana to sneak attack us."
Atar looked down, noticing for the first time a series of sharpened spikes that had pushed up from the broken flagstones.
Status Condition: Concussion (Minor) has expired.
"Great," Felix said, stretching his shoulders. "Let's go."