Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

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Crestcrazy2 said:
Atlantis stared at the message written in the dirt for a long while.
“Was that even possible? Enchanting everything all at once? Would it kill him? Could he do it? How would he even begin to word such a spell? Enchant all of Pyrrhia and Pantala and all In between to be forever immune to Leif’s magic? He wasn’t that powerful? Was he?” The Seawing animus’s thoughts swirled around his head like a raging hurricane at sea. He looked up and realized Ender was probably hearing everything inside his head if his explanation of mind-reading was true.
“Ok.” He finally said, determined. “Get me something to enchant…..Or…..maybe..not? Argh! What’s the best way to cast such a spell?!”
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(The second hand stress is real 😭 FIVE MINUTES 😭😭😭)
 
shabby chic-hens said:
Chenoa read his mind. “Don’t worry! It’s only been four minutes and 47 seconds !” She said smiling .
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Leif squinted at the NightWing. "Do you know any information regarding this other Animus?" He asked skeptically. Maybe she hadn't been deceiving him all this time. The frostbite plaguing her wings was a sickening sight, her broken leg no better. Through all the panic he was facing now, he remembered the few minutes of fulfilled peace he had felt while helping Chenoa. He was well aware that those peaceful emotions simply meant so much to him, due to the fact that he assumed he had no soul left. It was a relief to do some good. Every spell, every enchantment... There were so many. He has been so reckless. But it was easier to push it off and to just forget about the unfixable. But it would catch up to him. Leif shivered, watching Chenoa forlornly.
 
Barred Rock Mama said:
Leif squinted at the NightWing. "Do you know any information regarding this other Animus?" He asked skeptically. Maybe she hadn't been deceiving him all this time. The frostbite plaguing her wings was a sickening sight, her broken leg no better. Through all the panic he was facing now, he remembered the few minutes of fulfilled peace he had felt while helping Chenoa. He was well aware that those peaceful emotions simply meant so much to him, due to the fact that he assumed he had no soul left. It was a relief to do some good. Every spell, every enchantment... There were so many. He has been so reckless. But it was easier to push it off and to just forget about the unfixable. But it would catch up to him. Leif shivered, watching Chenoa forlornly.
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“Sadly, no.” Chenoa replied. “ I only read his thoughts that one time. But I do know something that might be of importance to you.”
 
Crestcrazy2 said:
Atlantis stared at the message written in the dirt for a long while.
“Was that even possible? Enchanting everything all at once? Would it kill him? Could he do it? How would he even begin to word such a spell? Enchant all of Pyrrhia and Pantala and all In between to be forever immune to Leif’s magic? He wasn’t that powerful? Was he?” The Seawing animus’s thoughts swirled around his head like a raging hurricane at sea. He looked up and realized Ender was probably hearing everything inside his head if his explanation of mind-reading was true.
“Ok.” He finally said, determined. “Get me something to enchant…..Or…..maybe..not? Argh! What’s the best way to cast such a spell?!”
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"Lemme write it down and have you read it out loud." Cyprus wrote quickly, thinking hard.
 
Barred Rock Mama said:
Leif straightened. "Pray tell."
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“With each spell you cast, a piece of your soul does not chip off. The enchantments have nothing to do with it! Power can corrupt, and absolute power often corrupts absolutely. Each time you think to yourself “ I can do anything.” A piece of your heart cracks.”
 
shabby chic-hens said:
“With each spell you cast, a piece of your soul does not chip off. The enchantments have nothing to do with it! Power can corrupt, and absolute power often corrupts absolutely. Each time you think to yourself “ I can do anything.” A piece of your heart cracks.”
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"What?" Leif rubbed her forehead wearily, just noticing the sweat that had beaded. He swallowed hard, "Repeat that, just, like, a lot slower."
 

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