-smiles- Excellent, I won't have to do a search for myself.
-he walks over to a spot on the roof- If you'd step around there- -he points in front of him- We can begin.
Hmph. -he responds to the shockwave with taking out his sword-
-charging at it to try and decapitate it whilst its' fists are down-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-nods-
Very well- let us begin. -his hand glows for a moment- Hunc circulum erit dux noster verba facem audite verba haec ad te oratio intellectus. -"This circle shall be the guide, our words the torch, listen to these words given to you in this language of intellect."-
-around him, and near Harriet, the ground glows brightly before revealing an intricate magic circle, with Castor at the center- I will have you repeat some words, Harriet. When you're ready.
Fionghuine! -he swings his sword at the air between him and the golem-
-the sword coats with blood for a second before the swing, before being flicked off into a wave with a razor's edge-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-nods- Repeat after me- Voluntas creat corpore tela fatorum creat. Et audit sermones meos, et voluntatis et rationis tradere vobis formentur caedis erit finis. -"My will creates your body, and your sword creates my destiny. I shall heed your words, and entrust my will and reason unto you, for your sword shall shape my destiny."-
Hmm. -he sheathes his sword- Now what on earth was that about?
edited 13th Nov '15 9:06:40 AM by RegularDefender
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

...I j-just have a question first.
I live in a constant state of fear and misery.