He's glad for his reflexes as he leaps out of the way, rifling through his coat pocket for the Bind ring. It seems like she has to send them at him--he can take care of that.
He'd ask why she's doing this, why now, but he thinks he already knows. "Bind, please!"
Without his suit on, the six chains that form at the outsides of the large magical circle under Oriko's feet are simple chain-links of red energy, wrapping around her torso at the elbows.
He doesn't have much time: his spells are unstable, with all of Dragon's thrashing and whipping around. He turns, and he runs, away from the apartments.
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He'd ask why she's doing this, why now, but he thinks he already knows. "Bind, please!"
Without his suit on, the six chains that form at the outsides of the large magical circle under Oriko's feet are simple chain-links of red energy, wrapping around her torso at the elbows.
He doesn't have much time: his spells are unstable, with all of Dragon's thrashing and whipping around. He turns, and he runs, away from the apartments.