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"YE SHALL DANCE WITH THE FLAMES, BE ONE WITH THEM IF YE HOPE TO LEAVE ALIVE!" Surtr screamed, the floor beginning to fall out around Charme, into a lake of lava below. There were pillars of support which appeared solid, and in the middle of the room, Surtr's golden throne was on a massive...

"ENTERTAIN ME, AND I WILL THINK ABOUT SPARING YON WORLD FROM THE FURY OF MY FIRES!" Surtr roared, once more rattling the cavern. He began tapping his foot to a rhythm, which meshed well with the flames from the torches, which is Charme was paying attention, were flaring up and crackling in the...

Standing before the old mage, bloodied and bruised, Colton panted, trying to catch his breath. Reaching up and wiping blood from his lips, he took a deep breath in, holding it for a moment. Yup, that's a rib, definitely at least a fracture. He let his breath out, thinking about what to do next...

"WHO ARE YE, SMALL ONE OF MIDGARD? AND WHAT ARE YE DOING IN MY DOMAIN? WHAT BUSINESS DO YE HAVE IN MUSPELLHEIM?" Surtr bellowed once more, his voice alone causing the cavern to shake and rattle. He leaned back in his chair, studying the small boy in front of him, pleased with his behavior thus...

A gasp, followed by an audible gulp could be heard over the communicator. Ronnie caught herself quickly, and replied in turn to Charme's well-warranted questions "In the last 6 years that we've been working together, Colton and I have run into situations like this twice.... And before those...

"It's all we can go on!" Ronnie replied to her young charge, now that Colton's hands were full. You'll need to press on. Colton's in rough shape as it is. It's everything he can do just to survive against that monster...." Ronnie commented, her earlier glee all but forgotten at the idea of...

"Smart move cutie, getting out of there." Ronnie praised Charme as he darted deeper into the ruins. The glinting light from the runes one the walls would allow him some visibility, but not much. As he made his way down deeper, Ronnie was interpreting the data and creating a map of sorts. ~~~...

"You're something, cutie. Much more fun than soldier-boy out there, probably getting his rocks off in that skirmish." Ronnie chuckled through the magical communicator to Charme, furiously fiddling with the comms array on her end, using the signals and data from Charme's suit to map out the area...

".... Quixotic Sun?" The assailant asked, pausing in their path towards Charme. This guy, they thought, he looks and acts like an idiot. But.... He is here, and he'd be here for a reason. Maybe there was some truth to his words? Adjusting their scarf and hood to fit a little better, and not fall...

"Hero's speech? Exactly what do you fancy yourself?" The assailant asked in an androgynous voice, one that could not be identified as either male or female. "I don't think I believe your little boast." They added for good measure, twirling their knife around as if it was but a toy, and not the...

Colton slid to a stop in the snow, gritting his teeth. Well, looks like we're doing this now... He grumbled internally, picking himself up slowly. Being blasted back like that had left him stunned, and his left shoulder, which took the brunt of his landing, wasn't feeling ideal. Shrugging that...

Colton swallowed the lump in his throat before speaking. Diplomacy had never been his style.... "We're not with Nightrise, I'll say that much. Are you?" He provided a response, which hung in the air with a pregnant pause as the two mages in the cloaks looked at each other. Either they already...

Colton flashed a very slight smile. "Sounds about right. Welcome to the Special Operations cell, Charme. Recon is the most important job we have. We don't commit any numbers without knowing as much as we can." Colton said, stretching his arms up over his head, letting out a small noise of...

"Would a Nightrise team of normal human soldiers for mage-hunting be using such an intricate and high level magic?" Colton asked of Charme, realizing he wasn't going to get it the first time. He needed to be exposed to more missions and the way Nightrise worked before he could form proper...

"Delayed spells, or triggered spells, can be applied as traps. A good staff or conduit for magic can contain one for a long time. But this was placed here recently. What does the time it was placed tell us, Charme?" Colton mused further, trying to get Charme to think critically about the mission...

If they weren't in a possible engagement right now, Colton might have chuckled at the name for Charme's attack. Where did it come from, what did it have to do with anything? Colton caught himself however, now wasn't the time. He darted forward through the wind now that it wasn't gale force...

Colton swore under his breath. For all his bravado, Charme did freeze up when given a command. It meant he was thinking, which Colton liked, but it was such a simple order, it didn't need to be second-guessed. Everything with this kid was both good and bad. It helped re-affirm why Satchel had...

Colton narrowed his eyes, focusing in on the entrance of the ruins. He could feel it, when he closed his eyes and focused in. The source of the wind, it was directly in the middle of the entrance, just past where the light fell, shrouded in darkness. If only he had a ranged attack that would...

"The wind here is of a magical origin. This is the doing of a mage. Keep on your toes." Colton explained, staring forward into the mouth of the cavern, searching for the source of the magical wind. Since it blew out from the cavern, he theorized that whatever was causing it was inside, waiting...

Colton reveled in the cold air, it was bracing. As Charme stepped through and began to speak, the portal closed behind them. Colton pointed to their front, the tundra dipped and there was a crevasse that formed a sort of cave entrance about seven hundred meters to their front. "That's the...