The red-robed wizard left the sorting room after promising that he would come to visit the Shoggies in their new home as soon as he was able. He was still wearing a rather uncharacteristic smile when he rounded the corner and was confronted by the worm. He calmly reached into his belt and pulled out a handful of sand. His hourglass shaped eyes became intense as he concentrated on a spell.
Speaking in the strange language of magic, he allowed the sand to sift through his fingers, his other hand moving in a sweeping arc in the area of the worm.
The worm paused, wavering for a moment, before it continued on it's path in his direction.
"Magic resistant," he snarled. With any luck he'd be able to pull off another spell before it got too close.
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Date: 2009-08-15 12:08 am (UTC)Speaking in the strange language of magic, he allowed the sand to sift through his fingers, his other hand moving in a sweeping arc in the area of the worm.
The worm paused, wavering for a moment, before it continued on it's path in his direction.
"Magic resistant," he snarled. With any luck he'd be able to pull off another spell before it got too close.