The feeling of oblivion itself laying claim on his body was a powerful sting. The blade cut his wound proof flesh, carrying the much less radiant flame that would catch on to the Monster Slayer's armour and flesh. The feeling of pain was there no longer as he grit his teeth together and raised his sword in response. He could swear if he could see his hands through his gloves he would see straight through his skin, so great was the feeling of emptiness within him. But he knew that below it all, there would be the shining light he had not been ready to bring forth. He could now. But he was too weak. His body could not take both it and the assault of the man counted together. Calling upon it would be a waste...

And then he heard the words of the Bard. He grit his teeth and ripped his eyes away from Cesar as his spell flushed over his person, the feeling of emptiness receding somewhat as the flames dug deeper into his flesh. Apparently no plan survived contact with one Cesar Lorenzo Tidesong Bolivar... but in the end, if the choices were between fighting the enemy and backing up the antics of a fool or adding the wild card as another group of adversaries to be fought, the answer was clear. When the plan needs to adapt, for whatever reason, it does.

Theodore roared the Three Ideals of the templar out loud in the language of celestials: "The Light provides, the Light preserves, and the Light perseveres!" He had nothing to fear. Even if his act would only bring his own demise, he would have lived and died serving the Light. There was nothing more he could give than his all. And that he had done.

The man interposed himself between the two men, the Green and the running one and jumped at the former while Katia assaulted them. Despite his sheer will and determination, the adversary would draw the longer end of the stick and shake off his attempts at stopping their movement. In religious fervour, Theodore screamed the Three Ideals one more time and drew his second blade, defying any and all might the [i]snuffer[/i] could throw his way.

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Theodore fails his Constitution save against the flames that linger on his person with a roll of [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4638]7[/url], suffering [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4639]2[/url] fire damage and staying aflame.

As for his action, he will attempt to Grapple the [i]Green Man[/i] to stop him for reaching Cesar, the carrier of the flame, but ultimately fails the contested check with a roll of [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4640]14[/url] against an unknown result.

[b]HP:[/b] 10/35  [b]AC:[/b] 16  [b]Concentrating:[/b] Nope
[b]Radiant Consumption:[/b] Available
[b]Slayer's Eye:[/b] On the [i]Green Man[/i].
[b]War Priest:[/b] 0/2 uses expended

[b]Spells expended:[/b]
1/1 Free Unique
3/3 1st
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