[Almost instantly his counterpart leaps from her hidden position, Rem mounting the beast as she released an explosive magical attack unto their foe in one fell swoop. Icy shards encase the fiery horse in place momentarily now completely disoriented whilst being frozen in place. As she pushes off the creature to land safely out of harm the elder half-elf watches on quite thoroughly impressed by the youngster's killer instincts. She had made a worthy ally on multiple occasions now and had quickly become one of the few individuals he's taken a liking to here in Escordvi. It helped that he felt a kinship to Rem much like the former bond between himself and the beloved daughter who resented him now. In due time she would have come to understand that everything he'd done was to restore his beautiful wife and Isobel to his side reunited together at long last as a whole family.
Glaring down their enemy as it struggled against the bindings of ice on its hind leggings, thrashing about violently as it tries to presumably flee to lick its wounds after the near fatal blow. Rushing forward to close what little distance was betwixt him and the monster the chosen of Myrkul stands strong as his eyes begin to glow that familiar shade of eerie green as he reaches towards the cretin and casts vampiric touch to hopefully drain whatever life force remained. After a few more seconds of lashing about the loud whinnies begin to cease as the fiery red eyes of the demonic stead come to a close, fires raging along its torso and mane slowly dissipating to leave but a presumably empty husk.
Or so they had thought...Just when hope began to rise in the pool of his gut the flames upon the horses torso begin to rage once more, piercing gaze opening wide to stare Ketheric down in a deathly rage. The icy prison which held it in place cracking under the constricting moments of its limbs to finally break free. Instead of barreling forward to attack however it turned to immediately retreat back to the small cavern where the alter was located.]
It flees in hopes we shall give up the hunt but I will not falter now after having come this far! Are you with me, Rem?
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Glaring down their enemy as it struggled against the bindings of ice on its hind leggings, thrashing about violently as it tries to presumably flee to lick its wounds after the near fatal blow. Rushing forward to close what little distance was betwixt him and the monster the chosen of Myrkul stands strong as his eyes begin to glow that familiar shade of eerie green as he reaches towards the cretin and casts vampiric touch to hopefully drain whatever life force remained. After a few more seconds of lashing about the loud whinnies begin to cease as the fiery red eyes of the demonic stead come to a close, fires raging along its torso and mane slowly dissipating to leave but a presumably empty husk.
Or so they had thought...Just when hope began to rise in the pool of his gut the flames upon the horses torso begin to rage once more, piercing gaze opening wide to stare Ketheric down in a deathly rage. The icy prison which held it in place cracking under the constricting moments of its limbs to finally break free. Instead of barreling forward to attack however it turned to immediately retreat back to the small cavern where the alter was located.]
It flees in hopes we shall give up the hunt but I will not falter now after having come this far! Are you with me, Rem?