Date: 2006-11-17 09:21 pm (UTC)
When the candles flared, Ishamael began to weave massive threads of the Power, enough to crush half of this wretched city. Ishamael's face was a mask of rage as the immense flows of Fire and Earth began forming themselves.

(A sound magician is a mighty God)

He would not, no, he could not be stopped!
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