Earthland - Phoenix Wing Guild Hall
Rutger Artz
"Sounds good to me!" Rutger said to Vincent after carefully bobbing and weaving his head to catch the molten bits that had come his way. He wasn't really able to eat them, but he sucked the heat out through his mouth to get some of his energy back and spat out the now cooled rocks.
War had to be an S class mage, the way he was simply shrugging off all these attacks. Even for an S rank he was strong. But there had to be a way to do some damage...Then Rutger saw the magnet mage charging up.
"Alright, damn it!" he yelled, loudly, to get War's attention. He wore an expression of pure rage, as if he'd finally reached the end of his rope. "You want full power!? Here it is!" And though the shouting was mostly to get the enemy to focus on him, he meant it. As he sucked in a deep breath, his abdomen swelling out, the black flame aura around him completely disappeared as his magic power was focused and intensified internally.
"FLAME GOD'S BELLOW!"
The one he had used against the Gorian earlier that day had been the equivalent of spitting compared to this. In this attack, for the first time, he let the magic loose; unshackled it entirely. For the first time since the day he'd almost destroyed his home he unleashed his full power. The roaring blast of black flame shot forward, and just as Vincent had promised, there was a hail of knives instantly behind it, shielded from sight by the flames.
War wouldn't be able to absorb the flames unless he emptied his reserves of magic, nor control it since this was Vincent's flame and not mixed with War's own. Even if he tried Vincent's knives were waiting for him. And if he focused his attention entirely on dealing with Rutger and the assassin's attack, he'd be completely open to the rail gun fired by the magnet mage. Something had to give somewhere...