[center][h2][color=tan]Lukas[/color][/h2][/center]
After 'suiting up' as one would, Lukas joined the others at the described locale, donned in his priestly robes and worshipping mask. Judith explained the plan and gave the others some useful equipment. While this was going on, Lukas was doing a little groundskeeping, incinerating all the grass to the same level and gathering up the ash, as well as breaking off a few branches. If he was to annoy the enemy team he wanted a couple of projectiles, and a shield like Finn's.

After assembling a few marble-esque projectiles and a buckler, he stood still and focused, gathering up mana and molding it into wings and pulling it all to his back. Finally, a pair of black feathered wings sprouted from the small of his back. Now he was ready.  Lukas said, before charging head first towards the enemy base. He'd stick low to the ground at first so the enemy wouldn't see him before he saw them. It was hard to distract someone who you couldn't see, after all.

[color=tan]"I will see you all on the other side, friends."[/color]