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[hr][color=gold]Location:[/color] The northern border of Ersand'Enise -> Back to school
[hr][color=gold]Interactions:[/color] Karim Nazeri [@Theyra], and everyone else [@Force and Fury][hr][hr]

Desmond fought and noticed the battlefield change. As magics were thrown he dedicated some of his time to stoke the flames of other people's magic to burn the trees away allowing for clear shots. As Desmond shifted on his horse, he fired a shot quickly that knocked one of the assassins out of the tree. Desmond immediately switched his attention to his other side where he saw another assassin in the trees, there he pulled his smaller firearm and took aim as he fired another shot, burying a bullet into the sternum of the assassin before they fell. Desmond's eyes were constantly moving and shifting from target to target as electricity coated his guns and multiple bullets that seem to be floating around him. As after each gun fired, a piece of ammunition began floating up to the barrel of the gun and sliding down the barrel, and seating itself into the gun. Allowing Desmond to always be able to fire his guns in a more consistent stream, as the roar of his guns disappeared once this horrid feeling befell Desmond. 

This feeling felt like death loomed over him like a hanging guillotine, it was a feeling he felt a few times. Most of the time it was from when a mage took notice of him and tried to kill him, or when he was in the sights of a Magusjeager. As intense winds seem to blow and snuff out the intense fires they created and even blew the mountain of a man Eskand calls a King off his feet and away. Desmond began looking around as someone appeared near and seemed to try and talk to him. She began talking about how they moved it seemed like they were moving in a strange way like they knew how to do so without ever even communicating. They needed to find this person and take them out while King Horik was in his own duel. Desmond agreed with Marlijn, he noticed it as once they started moving he noticed multiple mages move in unison. He looked to Marlijn and said, [color=gold]"You're right, we need to find this person…"[/color]. 

Yet still, Desmond still had this incredibly horrid feeling in the back of his neck. Like something was coming, as when he watched the quick bout that occurred between King Horik and this new Mage it reached an unbearable level of uncomfortability. He already began drawing in energy as he could and manipulating it to formulate kinetic energy, forming it again to a more concentrated form to manipulate the energy to form something akin to a coating around his body of kinetic energy. When Desmond noticed the build-up of mana, a yell occurred from Marijn, and Desmond immediately started moving. Yet as he ran, he noticed multiple people on the ground in shock or unconscious, and almost as his body moved on its own, he jumped off of his horse as it continued to run forward. As once he landed he began drawing a bit more energy to figure out where the attack was coming from, as he faced the very explosion that was to occur. Desmond pointed his gun to the sky and fired his gun, as once the explosion went off, Desmond used the energy he had built up and magnified and propelled the energy to the maximum it could, giving a directional explosion against the impending explosion, in hopes to make the force of the explosion become something akin to a small shield of explosive force. 

As once the explosions hit each other, Desmond drew as much energy he could in this small window of time, he knew he was going to gas himself out fast if he did this in such a short period of time. Expending his maximum energy and then immediately tried to draw in as much energy from the explosions as he could within a fraction of a moment to hopefully put up another defensive effect. As drawing in this much energy took its toll on Desmond but gave him enough energy within the moment he could produce a second energy pulse to defend himself and those he now risked his life to save. Once the explosion had finished, Desmond was already feeling the effects of trying such a risky move, but it at least worked, as those who were behind him were alive. It just left Desmond with some burns on his hands and forearms, but nothing a little healing and rest wouldn't fix.

After that Desmond Karim, Marlijn, and Owain went to search for the Chemical Mage who was moving all of the pawns, but they were unable to find them. Almost like they were never there, which made Desmond pissed off. Yet he at least got to see Blackthorn again, as his horse seemed to have made it out of the explosion fine. At least something went his way. As soon they went and began giving honors to the dead, Desmond watched the flames burn and listened to King Horik speak. Nothing really came to Desmond during this time, just the sounds of those around him, and the crackling of the fires of war. As Horik continued his farewells Desmond heard Horik speak of the Old Gods, Desmond cared not for the gods, may they be new or old, neither mattered to Desmond, but he understood the meaning within things, and when heads began bowing, Desmond lowered his and let the moment rest before he brought his head back up. Desmond felt something akin to rage fill the air, as now all here have been anointed and baptized in the flames of war.

Once their duty was done, they began their journey back to Ersand'Enise, a school that seems to have only made things more strange in their life of Desmond. Some made it back with glory and honor, others with defeat, and others never made it back, Desmond just wished for some sleep. As once Desmond awoke he found a note under his door that was meant to tell them they were going to be split up into new student groups, with new roommates and even masters. Desmond sighed as he saw this as the shifting of things from last night's many things. The Conclave and then the assassination attempts, they probably wanted to make sure nothing back would happen from people on different sides being together in the same room. Desmond didn't personally care for much that was going on, he was just upset they are switching something on him, and with this, he will need to make introductions with his new roommates. Yet that will have to wait, he is in today's Making Camp class, which doesn't really seem like it needs to be an actual class, but it seems like it will be something that they think would need to be there. This class probably exists for the noble likes, which upsets Desmond, not for the fact that they don't know, but for the fact that they wish to waste his morning like this, but he will go, after all, this could set a bad image for him if he decided to blow off a class.