[He's seen similar displays of magic (or chroma, same difference) in his time, but the escalation is so severe that it actually startles Verso. So much that he actually blinks, taking a step back when he watches one of the vehicles skid away, lanced through by spears of violet magic.
Okay, then. At least he's in good hands, here.]
Swatting them away like gnats already? You don't waste time.
[Verso, however, urges magic to coalesce around his blade. The length of it becomes wrapped in light, vibrating along the steel, like it were simply waiting to be released — because it is.]
Let me try.
[Almost casually, he slashes diagonally with his blade. Slashes of bright light sudden cut across the front of another vehicle, making steel scream and windshields shatter. The men inside scream angrily and holler with alarm. One such magical "cut" slashes right through the front tires, too, causing it to spin out.
Great as that is, there are still other vehicles coming straight at them, sure to stop soon enough. The men that pile out all seem to be carrying firearms, because of course they do.]
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Okay, then. At least he's in good hands, here.]
Swatting them away like gnats already? You don't waste time.
[Verso, however, urges magic to coalesce around his blade. The length of it becomes wrapped in light, vibrating along the steel, like it were simply waiting to be released — because it is.]
Let me try.
[Almost casually, he slashes diagonally with his blade. Slashes of bright light sudden cut across the front of another vehicle, making steel scream and windshields shatter. The men inside scream angrily and holler with alarm. One such magical "cut" slashes right through the front tires, too, causing it to spin out.
Great as that is, there are still other vehicles coming straight at them, sure to stop soon enough. The men that pile out all seem to be carrying firearms, because of course they do.]