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[color=f7976a]“While I appreciate your ill advised attempt to offer comfort in these trying hours Count Astorio,”[/color] Varis snapped, turning away from Ryner for a moment. [color=f7976a] “This lunacy is an affront to our way of life! We fought wars just to sign into effect the very pillar that supports our [i]entire[/i] society and here we are making an absolute mockery of it. We wield our authority, shoulder our responsibility, and uphold our obligations because we are stronger than them. Our image must stay strong, resolute, and infallible and stripping us of the basic means to maintain our awareness is the exact opposite of doing so. I’m not suggesting I sit this out; rather, I’d like to actually [i]see[/i] may mage in the process of his struggles so I know where to shore up his shortcomings. There are bound to be plenty. I’d rather not be at the mercy of them.[/color] Varis scoffed in disbelief.

[color=f7976a]“What are you doing?[/color] He asked. Why in the world would Victor wear something too long just to roll it up here. What was the point? Meanwhile, Ryner hid a laugh behind a poorly disguised cough at Victor’s teasing but Varis missed it now that Victor was the target of his ire. 

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Maddie turned at the tap, confusion turning to a polite smile as he asked about the match. She took the time to look him over, noting the quality of clothes and the way he held himself. Clearly not someone cut off the common cloth. [color=FC8686]“That’s too bad. They had us on the edge of our seats.”[/color] Maddie shook her head at the memory. [color=FC8686]“I was certain they would hit overtime. They traded blows at the beginning, the usual testing the defenses, but Rijker broke out of that earlier than normal and nearly covered the entire arena with fire. It was intense.”[/color] Maddie shook her head at the memory, her jaw hitting the floor at the display of raw potential. 

[color=FC8686] “Of course, Hollyfield took to the sky. You could see him sweating but he kept trying to blow holes in the fire but Rijker wasn’t having any of it. She’d bring it back as fast as he could blow it out. It seemed like a bit of a stalemate until Hollyfield tried touching down and an arcane lance came hurtling out of the flames! Apparently, no one noticed Rijker holding like ten or twelve of them in the fires. She’d been placing them everytime she brought back the cover fire!”[/color] Maddie chuckled at the memory. The magical stamina that must have taken was incredible. [color=FC8686] “So we all think Holyfield’s done for. I mean, he can’t land long enough to get his bearings and he must be exhausted between the heat at the top of the dome and the drain on his magic but suddenly,”[/color] Maddie paused for a moment, leaning in. Her normal passive personality fell away the longer she talked, the adrenaline from the match coming back.

[color=FC8686] “All of it [i]disappeared[/i]. Just gone. In the blink of an eye. No fire, no traps, nothing.[/color] Maddie chuckled. [color=FC8686] “Apparently, Hollyfield learned a new trick since his last match. He neutralized everything at one time and while Rijker was trying to process it, Hollyfield dive bombed her from thirty feet. Nearly had her too but she managed to deflect the brunt of it. The crowd was going absolutely [i]wild[/i].”[/color] Maddie shook her head. [color=FC8686]“Did you not at least record it so you can watch it tonight? I watched it live and I still did.”[/color] 

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