Much of my energy had been drained sustaining the invisibility spell and picking up and tossing entire persons took a lot of energy too.</p> </div>
<div class=”textbody” id=”storyText” style=”-webkit-user-select: none; opacity: 1;”><p><em>How did the match go for you? </em>Canna asked as I wearily walked inside the house.</p>
<p><em>I got seventy three. </em>I replied tiredly, hanging the wooden token up with the key on the peg.</p>
<p>In a complete walled area of the home that was away from the doorway, there was a bath. I was also one that knew enough spells to get her through the first round. He couldn’t be knocked off, but I wondered if he had warded himself against attacks that didn’t knock him off the stone. His armor wasn’t recognizable to me. The man was unable to stop them and had to dodge his own flames. Was the stone we stood on enchanted so that it wouldn’t be damamged?
