[littl3chocobo]

luka wanted to watch his brother, grace and fluidity like that was a rare and amazing sight but there was no time for such lollygagging he had his own to worry about. when the first hand touched the baricade it's owner recieved a hard blow with the side of luka's iron staff, the second an third fared no better but a fourth, who had better vision or a larger brain than his fellows came in through the ground cover to luka's right where a side swing would not be fast enough or strong enough to do much more than unbalence the mage. luka in a single fluid ark cut his right finger on a sliver of glass tied into his ponytail and continued a downward arc to the staff, takinng it in both hands he whispered a single word and the area lit up with light as his magic's seal was broken on the runes of the staff. a taste of lightning in the air was all that anyone at 10 feet felt before they fried their ways into the afterworld. this all had taken only a few seconds but it was enough. all those who were close enough to see the light but far enough to be out of it's reach fled blindly back the way they came.

luka took a deep breath in, the breaking of the seal made him feel invigorated and refreshed in a way he had not in a while, since his last charm making spree, it was a dangerous sign and one he hoped to have not had happen he quickly reached into one of his pockets for a cloth to clean off the blood and take the minute or so needed to reestablish the binding wards keeping him mundane. he hoped desperatly his brother would not need him before then