Taking in a focusing breath through his lungs, he maintained his calmness while the tentacles began to cast their ice-bound magic once more, in greater numbers.
Speed is the essence here: if I'm too slow, it'll maneuver itself away and probably try to distract me with some more magic so I lose its position. With that said...my only option is something I've yet to try in battle. That's fine, though--practice makes perfect, and there's no better practice than the real thing! He thought.
Shrouding his body in a heavy layer of shadows that mixed between shades of magenta and swaying black, he kept his eyes locked on the tentacles as their spells grewer to completion--just as his did.
Feeling his heartbeat resonate against his ears as he breathed out heavily, he couldn't help but feel a natural smile come over his lips.
