Kevin makes a gesture, and the blast stops. To his eyes, a wall of silvery thread shimmers in the air, pulled from the walls and floor of the warehouse. To Zhao, he knows all he can see is the way his magic splashes against an invisible barrier.
But it's not going to stand, and there's no use in keeping it, so another gesture and he sends it flying back towards the two of them, the cold and fear and hatred washing backwards in a wave.
At the same time, he pulls his own power out and sends a couple of fast blasts at Zhao - nothing his former master can't counter, but he's deliberately starting out on the offensive.
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Date: 2023-10-26 09:32 pm (UTC)But it's not going to stand, and there's no use in keeping it, so another gesture and he sends it flying back towards the two of them, the cold and fear and hatred washing backwards in a wave.
At the same time, he pulls his own power out and sends a couple of fast blasts at Zhao - nothing his former master can't counter, but he's deliberately starting out on the offensive.