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"You think this is the limit of my power?" Sovern wailed, his face looking wild and psychotic. He was stalled, for a moment, by the inaction of his minion, but it was a problem that was easily remedied. He need only say the word.
"You will kill them, Mizar," he cried. "And you will disobey me no longer!"
The fire continued to pulsate around Eldrich, intensifying as it began to wrap around him like a hungry serpent. The division of his attention was a minor inconvenience at best, and Sovern found it easy to continue the assault on Eldrich while keeping wary of the others. He grinned madly at Jet, feeling the power coming off him, though he knew it was no match for his own.
Sovern made a motion with his free hand, muttering a short incantation. Tiny black arms shot out of the ground toward Jet, twisting and gripping at him as they multiplied in number. They felt cold and slimy to the touch, and, once they touched him, they would pull the life out of Jet as they attempted to drag him downward.

Jet simply seemed to leviate off of the ground high enough to be out of the reach of the arms, yet looked like he kept walking.
"This is not your power. This is that little creature's power that you are stealing. You, yourself, are nothing. Absolutly nothing! If you really have so much power, then stop using the little creature and fight on your own."
Jet turned his right arm so that his palm was facing Sovern, but still down by his right thigh. From his palm a ball of black flame shot from Jet's hand. The strange thing would be that the shadow that the ball cast seemed to be connected to Jet.

(If any of you guys watch Naruto, you get the shadow streaching thing.)

The arms simply followed Jet upward. They were not human arms, bound by bones and muscles and joints, nor did they seem to be attached to any body buried deep below. They bent and writhed freely, moving as if with a will of their own or, perhaps more accurately, conforming to the will of the spellcaster who had created them.

((Wow... o.o why hasn't anyone ever made a good DnD comic yet?))

(@Ein, I don't know what you're talking about, check this one out)
Eldrich loosened the strings on his cloak, once he got them fully undone, he smiled. He looked at Sovern and the flame as it futilely twisted around his barrier. He then attempted to widen his barrier and then break it to try to take out the flames, or at least keep them off of him for long enough. He would then throw off his cape, revealing glories, shining white wings, they seem to create their own light, they are pure white, with no blemish, like that of a dove. He would then fly up, sword drawn, and attempt to cut the golden chain right about in the middle.

((you've proven my point down, >.< i mean one thats got great art work; a great story; and is just brilliant.))

It was then that Jet got an idea. Suddenly, he pulled out his sword and a book and began walking around Mizar making several marks as he moved. Once he was done, a circle of runes encircled Mizar and Sovern.
"You're both based on power, so let's see how you so without it."
Outside of the barrier of runes, Jet created a dome-style barrier mixed with black flame and shadow. Inside of the barrier, the runes would begin to glow crimson and draing the power from Mizar and Sovern, using their power to fuel the barrier.