[center][h1][color=6ecff6]Valishin Elias[/color][/h1]
[h2]"No Rest for the Weary"[/h2]
Interaction/s:  [@Hitman], [@pkken], [@Raijinslayer], [@ShwiggityShwah] & [@Quincy][/center]
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Their teamwork was bad at the beginning, but Vali was grateful that Argus and Sarah were able to follow-up on his relentless hammering at the woman and the clown.  The red-haired mage moved fast on his feet, impressing the sniper with his efficient use of bombs to corner the duo in separating from each other-- the pair's cooperative strategies was a huge detriment to Vali's efforts in taking them out before.  Then, as the woman blasted the clown from her side, Sara's celestial spirit, Scorpio, sent him flying further with horrible injuries with a devastating column of sand.  Now, what was once a formidable trio of bandits had been reduced to an injured woman and an overconfident speedster.  The sniper smirked at the notion that these rogues rolled too high, and they lost the draw.  They moved their pieces carelessly, too proud to see the deceptive strength hidden beneath the exteriors of Dragon Heart's mages.  Now, only the King and the Queen remained.  Damian's status still stabbed at Vali's mind, but he couldn't waver, not now-- not when the tides were turning.

Vali would have celebrated this success, but his doom came upon him in the form of a gigantic sphere of coiling crimson flames.  The orb slammed against his general direction, propelling a devastating torrent of fire to lick at the ground.  The marksman stumbled to his feet, the hasty embers clinging to the illusory cloak.  He was able to tumble down a small watering creek where the farmers often fetched their pails of water, and he was able to extinguish the flames on the Argus' loaned equipment to him.  However, Vali severely underestimated the intensity of the flames which razed the grounds before him, leaving scorched blotches of black earth-- he hissed at the burns on his left arm which failed to dodge in time.  His flesh now turned a furious red, causing the marksman to try to soothe it with water.  He shed off the cloak, casting it aside as he lathered his burns with water.

"Marksman here,"  Vali spoke into the ring, sending his voice to his teammates.  "Sara was able to put the clown out of commission.  The woman, on the other hand, is injured thanks to Argus' bombs.  She won't be able to fight anytime soon, which leaves us with the speedster.  Excellent work, team.  Although, there is a bandit medic lurking somewhere in the battlefield."  Vali paused as he looked up at the sky.  "I know what you're thinking, but I refuse to attack him.  I also suggest you guys do the same.  Attacking a medic is a crime.  Remember that."

Vali withheld his location to avoid his enemies discovering where he currently was.  However, with his left arm and left leg sustaining severe burns, he doubted he could move too much.  The speedster was definitely his greatest threat; Jean specialized in close combat, something that Vali disdained with his own fighting style.  He could only pray that his allies keep Jean busy until he could fight once more.

"Argus, finish the woman if you can.  Sara and Trix, support Damian.  Make sure he's safe.  Sara, if you have a spirit who can lock down the speedster's feet or movement, that would be great.  Once Sara locks Jean in place, Trix, put a hammer in his skull."

The sniper finished relaying his strategy to them as he tore a piece of his shirt which he soaked in the cool waters.  He set about treating his burn wounds as he prayed for the best.