Oh is it ever a privilege. In fact, Eridan's nearly grateful for the challenge, had the main event be handed off to someone else, while he was stuck fighting some peon, he'd be offended! This is a challenge worthy of his help and he's not regretting signing up.
"Our liwes? Pfft, please." He says arrogantly as he steps forward, hand reaching for the clasps of his cape. He wastes no time undoing them, and with a dramatic whirl of purple fabric, the mantle is soaring behind him, before landing in a heap in the water.
"You'll be beggin' for yours once I'm done with you, but I'll giwe you some comfortin' words, Tha: if you beg real nice-like, I might not kill you in a torturous fashion." He gloats with an arrogant tone thick enough to slice. He takes his wand in hand, wasting no time aiming it at her. White light engulfs his hand and a good portion of his arm, as he charges for the attack. He can feel his power surging within him, honestly. It's been so long since he's been able to use this pent up energy, far too long really. Who better to expend such energy on, than the person promising to steal away what he's worked so hard for?
With nothing holding him back, he sends out his first of many torrents of self proclaimed 'holy fire' at her. The energy gushing towards her in wisps of swirling light, scorching its way to her. She can play with her ice all she wants, but it's nothing in the face of his scathing light, he's absolutely sure of it.
Eridan->Tiir->Minako
"Our liwes? Pfft, please." He says arrogantly as he steps forward, hand reaching for the clasps of his cape. He wastes no time undoing them, and with a dramatic whirl of purple fabric, the mantle is soaring behind him, before landing in a heap in the water.
"You'll be beggin' for yours once I'm done with you, but I'll giwe you some comfortin' words, Tha: if you beg real nice-like, I might not kill you in a torturous fashion." He gloats with an arrogant tone thick enough to slice. He takes his wand in hand, wasting no time aiming it at her. White light engulfs his hand and a good portion of his arm, as he charges for the attack. He can feel his power surging within him, honestly. It's been so long since he's been able to use this pent up energy, far too long really. Who better to expend such energy on, than the person promising to steal away what he's worked so hard for?
With nothing holding him back, he sends out his first of many torrents of self proclaimed 'holy fire' at her. The energy gushing towards her in wisps of swirling light, scorching its way to her. She can play with her ice all she wants, but it's nothing in the face of his scathing light, he's absolutely sure of it.