[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/rmBRrwyf/image.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: Blackstone
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Basic Spellcraft, Conjuration[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/596347699486261272/675191496856567839/tumblr_p9emi78Pdn1u8r3nho4_500.png]New Outfit[/url][/center]
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Max stood with halted breath as he muddled over Selene's words. In his shock from what he had seen, he didn't get his words out, making it appear that he believed the assailants to be human. He held hands with everyone once more as Selene seemed to regain her process and began to encant. Max listened as she spoke, a knot forming in his stomach from her words.  He wasn't one to kill, Waverly's mother being an unfortunate exception. With Casper around… Max didn't need anymore ghosts following him around. 

Max's went to channel his magic into Pixie, attempting to allow her to understand the words being spoken, but the strain from Selene's siphon was too much and his spell didn't find any purchase.  Max grit his teeth as he tried to think of what to do next. How would she react if he simply said no? If he left her stronghold and went to help on a different front? Max wasn't sure how well that would play out, but he did know one thing, breaking away from this bind would be a herculean task. The dark magic encircled him now, making hard for him to escape. How well would stealing the spell work? How would it play out? Were these invaders truly so dangerous that they needed to he killed? 

[h1][b][i][color=E610B8][center]Echo[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/9FWbx1tc/image.png[/img][/center][hr][center][color=E610B8][b]Location[/b][/color]: Hellfire Bay
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Harry wasn't exactly sure where to begin with Sunshine. [i]How would you catch being sad?[/i] as if Depression was just something that you were born with and not something one could go through after a traumatic event. He didn't have the time to explain to her about mental illness as suddenly the sound of a bomb went off and then pure silence. He was sure he wasn't close enough to the explosion to have caused hearing loss, but yet there were no audible sounds anywhere. Harry closed his eyes and tried to feel the vibrations around them, noting the distortion but feeling their presence still. Whatever happened up there with Waves may have caused the sudden rupture in sound.

Harry bit his lower lip, unsure of what to do next as he watched Callie take down the hammer wielding intruder who had just punched a large enough hole to cause it to sink. Instinctively he closed his eyes again, trying to find the vibrations of the water and match pitch with them in an attempt to freeze it. If he could make a large enough sheet of ice, hopefully he could keep the Marauder at float and repairs could go underway without needing to fish it out of the ocean. Sheets of ice were beginning to form as Harry moved from section to section. But the longer he strained the more he could feel the veins in his head beginning to bulge. He opened his eyes and saw his arms, the veins showing signs of stress as he struggled to take on more than he could do alone. With a final breath, he exhaled and fell back flat on his ass. Taking in sharp deep breaths as he stared helplessly for a moment, releasing his power before it took too much of a toll.