[ That was the most low energy, hurried countdown to be granted.
But Tidus does it as requested, even keeps the eye-roll out of his voice, too intrigued to bother. He clamps his hands around the band and his eyes close, energy picking up around himself, the appearance of the floating, aurora-like lights fluttering that signal his magic. First from off Tidus's body, and then to his hands, where he focuses the spell.
And he holds it for a few seconds, hands squeezing around the ban. There's an energy to the spell, animated, bustling - for whatever Roland can tell when it's trapped in the state it is. But he soon releases it, arms moving back, and the familiar rings of gold circle the man, an ease of limbs and quicker, keener senses. A Haste spell, instead of anything deadlier.
Tidus takes a step back, looking, waiting. Gibbs jumping from Roland's head to Tidus's shoulder to wait on the verdict with him. ]
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[ That was the most low energy, hurried countdown to be granted.
But Tidus does it as requested, even keeps the eye-roll out of his voice, too intrigued to bother. He clamps his hands around the band and his eyes close, energy picking up around himself, the appearance of the floating, aurora-like lights fluttering that signal his magic. First from off Tidus's body, and then to his hands, where he focuses the spell.
And he holds it for a few seconds, hands squeezing around the ban. There's an energy to the spell, animated, bustling - for whatever Roland can tell when it's trapped in the state it is. But he soon releases it, arms moving back, and the familiar rings of gold circle the man, an ease of limbs and quicker, keener senses. A Haste spell, instead of anything deadlier.
Tidus takes a step back, looking, waiting. Gibbs jumping from Roland's head to Tidus's shoulder to wait on the verdict with him. ]
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