Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131124195016/@comment-5735114-20131127004624

Tyranil noted the stutter in Eilonwyn's voice, and merely laughed. "Go on then, aim my bow at me. Waste some arrows while you're at it." The bow was useless against Tyranil while it was in its corrupted state, and the life drain just healed him. The lightning bolts from the Thalmor, however, did not. He dodged them all right before they hit, and then teleported behind a Thalmor agent and stabbed him in the back of his head. He repeated this with another four. Deciding that any more would just be wasteful and ruin the fun of the fight, Tyranil, in an unusually cheery mood spared them, and kept dodging the assortment of spells and arrows fired at him.

(Nom nom times, I'll be back soon.)