239 - Not an Ancestor

Plotline: Main

Type: Conflict, Interaction

"Fire, my servant, I am Incinerator Bei and I command you..."

"Mother Ocean, mother of life, it is I, , Shaman and Water Adept. Hear my plea, grant my request, form a protective barrier for me. Move Water, Water Wall."

You will notice that my incantation uses more and longer titles. This is how she usually finished earlier, got her spells off quicker. Confidence, arrogance, call it what you want; mages call it efficiency.

Normally, I wouldn't get off my invocation before her. But instead of projecting from her hands immediately, the flames needed to build before she could hurl her flame spear. It started slow, like a dart attack, only later increasing in power. It didn't come all at once, and my water wall was there.

"No, no, no NO!" she shrieked. "What is wrong with my magic?"

"I've explained that. Manajuwejet has explained that." I said.