Noctis is a little too late to stop the bite, but there's a flash of steel and a loud cry from the werewolf, followed immediately by Noctis, who mortally wounds the werewolf a heartbeat later, blood spattering just about everywhere. He's parked himself between Sora and the wolf, more worried for his friend and turning to him as the creature scampers off. ]
Hey! Oh man -- are you okay?
[ A small bottle of potion appears in his hand, snagged from the armiger. ] Here, take this.
[The whole display is new and cool to watch. Noctis flies in like some sort of superhero and Sora is indeed impressed. Not at all phased by the blood or the weapons. The werewolf isn't quite down for the count yet, though. Wounded, it falls back and prepares to round on the both of them with fangs bared and spit coming from its mouth as it growls deeply.
Sora is quick to grab the potion. Noctis is already a better healer than Donald!] Thanks! You're a lifesaver!
[And down the potion goes. The healing seems moderate but it stops the bleeding and most of the pain.]
[ There's blood on Sora that looks like it's his, and Noctis is worried. But he keeps himself between it and the young man -- kid? -- because there's no way he's letting the wolf get him. ]
You okay there?
[ He asks over his shoulder; Sora seems relatively chirpy in this particular situation, but he supposes one has to make the best out of these things, right? He advances on the wolf, flame starting to gather in his hand -- it's a trick he's learned from Nyx, practiced endlessly until he'd managed to get it. ]
[He's still in pain but Sora has had it worse before. A life of fighting since he was younger so honestly a wound to his arm isn't too much for him to deal with. But...]
I feel a little warm and itchy-- But I'm okay.
[Maybe he just has a dog allergy or something. That's gotta be it, right? Regardless, Sora grips his weapon and fire magic starts to swirl around the tip. Does he ever have some fire magic! It's explosive!
The werewolf growls deeply and bares its fangs. It then starts a mad dash towards Noctis and his throat with teeth and claws. Sora's quick to cast Firaga, a swirl of fire shooting to attack the creature! And luckily Sora's magic is entirely friendly-fire!unlike noctis's]
[ Warm and itchy, is that a werewolf thing or a teenager thing? Noctis, having only recently been aged out of being a teenager, doesn't actually know. But Sora looks like he's got it together, so maybe it'll be okay?
ALSO WHY ARE YOU CALLING HIM OUT LIKE THIS, BRO.
The flare of fire is amazing, and Noctis is pretty impressed by his skill and speed, and he's pretty sure he can smell burned dog as the wolf keens and whimpers at the blaze. ]
Oh -- fire can hurt these things, huh?
[ GUESS WHO'S COMING UP WITH A FIRE SPELL OF HIS OWN TOO Sora you better run. ]
[Fire seems to do the trick! Not that Sora has much time to exclaim at that fact. Sora yelps and rolls out of the way of Noctis' magic as he definitely feels its heat!
... Whoa. So cool, though.
The werewolf at hand can't take two blasts of fire magic in a row. It lands dead in a fiery heap on the ground. It's quite nasty actually and Sora winces and looks away.]
That was super cool... Your magic is really strong!
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Noctis is a little too late to stop the bite, but there's a flash of steel and a loud cry from the werewolf, followed immediately by Noctis, who mortally wounds the werewolf a heartbeat later, blood spattering just about everywhere. He's parked himself between Sora and the wolf, more worried for his friend and turning to him as the creature scampers off. ]
Hey! Oh man -- are you okay?
[ A small bottle of potion appears in his hand, snagged from the armiger. ] Here, take this.
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[The whole display is new and cool to watch. Noctis flies in like some sort of superhero and Sora is indeed impressed. Not at all phased by the blood or the weapons. The werewolf isn't quite down for the count yet, though. Wounded, it falls back and prepares to round on the both of them with fangs bared and spit coming from its mouth as it growls deeply.
Sora is quick to grab the potion. Noctis is already a better healer than Donald!] Thanks! You're a lifesaver!
[And down the potion goes. The healing seems moderate but it stops the bleeding and most of the pain.]
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You okay there?
[ He asks over his shoulder; Sora seems relatively chirpy in this particular situation, but he supposes one has to make the best out of these things, right? He advances on the wolf, flame starting to gather in his hand -- it's a trick he's learned from Nyx, practiced endlessly until he'd managed to get it. ]
Know any fire spells, buddy?
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I feel a little warm and itchy-- But I'm okay.
[Maybe he just has a dog allergy or something. That's gotta be it, right? Regardless, Sora grips his weapon and fire magic starts to swirl around the tip. Does he ever have some fire magic! It's explosive!
The werewolf growls deeply and bares its fangs. It then starts a mad dash towards Noctis and his throat with teeth and claws. Sora's quick to cast Firaga, a swirl of fire shooting to attack the creature! And luckily Sora's magic is entirely friendly-fire!
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ALSO WHY ARE YOU CALLING HIM OUT LIKE THIS, BRO.
The flare of fire is amazing, and Noctis is pretty impressed by his skill and speed, and he's pretty sure he can smell burned dog as the wolf keens and whimpers at the blaze. ]
Oh -- fire can hurt these things, huh?
[ GUESS WHO'S COMING UP WITH A FIRE SPELL OF HIS OWN TOO Sora you better run. ]
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[Fire seems to do the trick! Not that Sora has much time to exclaim at that fact. Sora yelps and rolls out of the way of Noctis' magic as he definitely feels its heat!
... Whoa. So cool, though.
The werewolf at hand can't take two blasts of fire magic in a row. It lands dead in a fiery heap on the ground. It's quite nasty actually and Sora winces and looks away.]
That was super cool... Your magic is really strong!