[color=orchid][h3]Andras[/h3][/color]

Andras called her cards quickly. She had a veritable array of spells that were powerful, though admittedly none that would specifically help against Cel. '[color=mediumorchid]I remember whispers of a weapon that could destroy Gods, though I have no way of finding it within the Root...[/color]' The holy spear she had summoned seemed to have some kind of relationship to it, but she couldn't glean much of it beyond that. 

"[b][color=orchid]I may not have anything that could bind Cel, but I do have plenty of strong summons to help defeat him. I think I can conduct particularly strong summons, once we formulate a plan.[/color][/b]" She pulled one of the cards in particular out. "[color=orchid][b]I have a card that could sap his endurance to nothing, but it at the same time increases his attack power... Far too risky.[/b][/color]" Andras didn't want to consider using it. It could kill Cel, or even worse, make him powerful enough to threaten the entire city. The god that possessed him could prove too unpredictable. "[b][color=orchid]I have a summon that can increase the power of attacks. Though, it also compels people to fight, so it may be a liability if we don't win on the spot... I think the plan of binding him may be our best bet.[/color][/b]"

Andras closed her hand into a fist, her enchantment of strength glowing on the back of her hand. She was unsure about the situation. Of course, Cel was... a monster; it was the only way to put it. But this wasn't Cel, his body was stolen by a vengeful god. Killing him was... Well, it made her just as bad as him, didn't it?