[ He would be a fool not to draw upon the holy powers gifted to him, knowing full well that even that may fail to match the force he faces. One by one, they had no choice but to retreat, his brothers instructed to detain the trespassers slaughtering their way through the Vault's hallowed halls. Each counts among Ishgard's finest warriors, and yet, their formidable strength enhanced was not enough.
As the Warrior of Light strikes anew, Zephirin gives himself over to the blessing bearing him to heights far beyond a mortal vessel's limits. It surges through him, thrumming in his veins, its cleansing radiance his shield. He was remade whole, and his faith stronger and purer for it, impervious to an unbeliever's assault.
Still, though the honest monster has not yet drawn blood to quench her misguided thirst for retribution, her spell grazing Zephirin's altered armor, it means nothing. Left to breathe, she remains a threat.
Zephirin lunges at the Warrior, swinging his sword in an arc to split her open from end to end, but in truth, he intends to leap past, to lead her where her allies cannot find her — and where he might sustain his transformation. For now, it has served its purpose. ]
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As the Warrior of Light strikes anew, Zephirin gives himself over to the blessing bearing him to heights far beyond a mortal vessel's limits. It surges through him, thrumming in his veins, its cleansing radiance his shield. He was remade whole, and his faith stronger and purer for it, impervious to an unbeliever's assault.
Still, though the honest monster has not yet drawn blood to quench her misguided thirst for retribution, her spell grazing Zephirin's altered armor, it means nothing. Left to breathe, she remains a threat.
Zephirin lunges at the Warrior, swinging his sword in an arc to split her open from end to end, but in truth, he intends to leap past, to lead her where her allies cannot find her — and where he might sustain his transformation. For now, it has served its purpose. ]