[Fandaniel hears the voice speak behind him and slowly turns around, hands still behind his back. The sight of a man slowly rising up from the ground doesn't surprise him much, despite its strangeness.
His grin never falters.]
What an interesting ability.
[He slowly lifts a hand and stares thoughtfully at his fingers.]
It must have served you well these past twenty years.
[With the speed of a striking serpent he lashes out with his arm. Shadows lance from his gloved palm and surge toward Douman's chest. He's hoping to at least stun the other man, if not knock him unconscious.]
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His grin never falters.]
What an interesting ability.
[He slowly lifts a hand and stares thoughtfully at his fingers.]
It must have served you well these past twenty years.
[With the speed of a striking serpent he lashes out with his arm. Shadows lance from his gloved palm and surge toward Douman's chest. He's hoping to at least stun the other man, if not knock him unconscious.]