[The mists that swirled throughout this world were mysterious, and could dull the senses of the unwary. But "unwary" usually didn't describe daemons, much less Valvatorez, and the warning shot of powerful magic aimed at him wasn't unnoticed. In fact, he simply stood still as it exploded nearby, the force sending his cape billowing in the wind. He turned to face the source, slowly, faced with the more humanoid Emizel...
Taller, more imposing than the one he knew. More charismatic too; at least with his mouth shut. Truly, this was a daemon that took after his father... though his gravitas was pointedly different too. As was his favored method of sending a message; Hugo always did have more of a penchant for melee combat over magic. Not that he wasn't an accomplished caster as well.
Still, Valvatorez smiled at the shadow of his student. Whether it was one of pride or one of threat was hard to ascertain.]
Not bad. I've always appreciated a flair for the theatrical. But there are better ways of getting my attention, lad.
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Taller, more imposing than the one he knew. More charismatic too; at least with his mouth shut. Truly, this was a daemon that took after his father... though his gravitas was pointedly different too. As was his favored method of sending a message; Hugo always did have more of a penchant for melee combat over magic. Not that he wasn't an accomplished caster as well.
Still, Valvatorez smiled at the shadow of his student. Whether it was one of pride or one of threat was hard to ascertain.]
Not bad. I've always appreciated a flair for the theatrical. But there are better ways of getting my attention, lad.