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Well…

Shit.

This took a rather drastic turn quickly. Before he knew what hit him, Stormy was hanging by a pair of hands. Her Void Heart had its grip like a bear trap around his throat. Anyone else might’ve panicked in that situation, by the fact that she latched onto Stormy Carson in particular meant that Alizee had just made a [i]bad[/i] play. Stormy considered himself a merciful man. His reaction to Britney’s presence was unwarranted, and he acknowledged that, but he didn’t believe in punching down. As a matter of fact, he very much detested those who punched down. And so, Stormy fixed a stone cold stare at Alizee, despite his predicament. He held his breath, knowing he would lose it like a prey animal to a boa constrictor if he exhaled. 

Alizee was a woman who needed help. Surely, deep down, she couldn’t have enjoyed the hurt the inflicted on others. The poison in her words was the kind someone was filled with when they were hurt, and going through something. And so, Stormy did not aggress against her. What he did, do however, was shut her down with a spell perfect for the occasion: Phantombane.

After she walked forth, Stormy slowly and methodically raised both of his hands in a motion that would’ve implied surrender. But instead, he brought them further apart, and then slammed them together in a clap. Sea-green light raced up and down his arms, as a distorted sound like a ringing church bell submerged in water rippled outward across the parking lot. Stormy’s Adept magic was now on display for all to see, and the magical hands trapping him withered away. They crumbled like a vampire in the sun, and the Void Heart itself, Alizee’s Apparition, would feel the magic against its form in a very similar way. It was a magic repellent, debilitating the creature for as long as it remained close to him, and Alizee by extension. Though the power and influence were still there, they were being weighed down like an anchored boat, suppressed by the defensive magic Stormy used.

This was only further cemented when Stormy reached out and put a hand on her shoulder, in an attempt to ground her. With her magical source slipping away to protect itself, it was just the two of them. [color=00ff98][b]Calm. Down.[/b] It has been a decade, and [i]this[/i] is how we meet again? What were you thinking? Don’t you know that someone is hunting all of us down?”[/color] There was iron in his voice, and yet he didn’t sound angry at all. Was he taking pity on her? Or did Stormy simply believe he was too much for her to handle?