The fireballs zoomed at the Rito. "Din's Fire" He uttered as an orb of Fire formed around him, absorbing the blasted. All accept the last which hit the necromancer knocking him ten feat back.

"Lucite hardening, must end life in classic Lorne Green pose, from Battle star Galactica." Maverick began jabbering as he attempted to stand up.

"Your quoting ain't gonna work Maverick. That was enough energy to put down a bull moose."

"Fine, then maybe you'd like to say hello to my little a friend!" Maverick snapped his finger, summoning a small squad of Redead. "Get him boys!"

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“Mmm! Power lines and paint chips! My childhood rocks!”-Fighter

“Give me my hat back, you blasted theoretical space time model! I need that +3!”-Red Mage

“Let’s let bygones be—Amnesia Dust in the Face! Ha!”-Thief

“Remember kids, with great power come great opportunity to abuse that power.”-Black Mage