[h3][color=bedded][b][center] Thomas Richard Harrison [/center][/b][/color][/h3]
[center][indent][color=bedded][i]Location:[/i][/color] Level 2
[color=bedded][i]Interacting with:[/i][/color] The Situation, Ash, Kyra [/indent][/center]

Did you hear the clock strike high noon? 
Did not the raptor cry and dust blow? 
Did you hear the wind whistle the tune?
Did not the sheriff come to face his foe?
Did you hear the beating of their hearts?
Did not the climatic end begin to start?

The standoff. Hero and villain, good and evil, law and chaos. The musty tower air was tense, heavy with intrigue, and perhaps even laced with magic. Something had turned Ash astray, the dire wolf turning against them (and not just by ruining Thomas' robe) fur raised and ready. The unseen undead Bob stirring at last, and it seemed doing something to the bear and a terrible ripping sound was resonated like the belltower chime. The unidentified figure, Leo for the sake of the reference, had done clearly something. But still something was not right about it all, something they had surely missed since they weren't dead yet. The vampire fart nearly killed them after a bout of explosive undead. If indeed Leo was responsible for all this, then why the restraint? Was it still too much daylight to prevent the dark arts from working? A wild theory, but right now Thomas was more focused on keeping his spell ready taking into account the presence of Ash looking readier to maul and maim like a dog that bit the master's hand. Holding his action and his tongue until a critical moment to pass, a hair trigger as he kept himself on edge. If Ash did leap into the fray, then summoning the void would at least pull the hound back. Although Kyra and Nor would have to be on their toes to avoid getting too close into the cosmic cyclone, Bob and Leo would certainly be fair targets to be sucked into the vortex.

[color=BEDDED]"Easy boy."[/color] Thomas' farmboy background evident in the tone of his voice. A quick glance at Kyra as his outstretched hand aimed his focus at the wolf. He wasn't going to hurt the traveling companion, but, well the wolf might be pulled back into a wall for a moment. And being thrown against a wall wasn't the best feeling in the world, so the farmboy looked at Kyra for her blessings to keep Ash from going berserk on them. After all, the way she shot daggers at him for nearly killing Sana was more pressure than Thomas could handle. Nearly killing a bewitched Ash, well...

Actually maybe if the Puppeteer's concentration was broken...
Thus with a slight tilt of his waist the young sorcerer found a new target.
The space visualized just infront of Nor. A greater chance for the dwarf to be pulled in.
But hey, the metal barber had his armor so he should be okay.
And now Ash and Leo would feel the greater effects of gravity.
Maybe. Assuming Thomas' spells didn't fail him.