[b][color=fff200]" egac sti ot kcab tsaeb siht dnes ot ,dia ruoy deen I xytS eht fo namtaob"[/color][/b] Legion red eye glowed as he pulled a single Obol from his pocket, he was going to need to resupply on these soon but now wasn't the time to be thinking that instead, he narrowed his focus on the coin and the beast. [b][color=fff200]"emoh ym morf erutaerc siht evomer os llot ruoy yap I rovaf siht rof"[/color][/b]

Tossing the coin into the darks the sound of it hitting not a wall but other coins confirmed his spell had worked and soon enough inky black tendrils reached out from the beast slowly warping around it and pinning it to the ground. The hound stopped its attack on the other magic user and turned back to Legion growling loudly. [b]"Tricky little soul you're stronger than when the master took your eye."[/b] Legion relaxed placed a hand over his right eye when the beast growled that. a bit of emotion showing but it was quickly removed when he responded back. [color=fff200][b]"Tell your master thanks for the eye."[/b][/color] The white hard mage snapped his fingers and in a poof of smoke, the beast was gone leaving only a strong sulfur smell behind.

((spell translation "boatman of the Styx I need your aid, to send this beast back to its cage, for this favor I pay your toll so remove this creature from my home" ))