He releases the hand when they do without complaint, crossing his arms loosely.
"Indeed. The more options you have, the better prepared you'll be for any fight." Which he doesn't mean to sound condescending. Emet-Selch knows he has to expand his own repertoire of spells as well so as not to be caught in the midst of drawing new designs.
They're being ushered off the field now though. He starts to turn away, raising his hand in farewell.
"Good luck with your learning. Mayhap if they hold this tournament again next year, we can see how much the other has improved," he says with a faint smirk.
His familiar, which had been in the process of burying itself in the sand, perks up when it sees him leaving. Shaking off the sand, it bounds after him, wings beating to lift it back into the air.
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"Indeed. The more options you have, the better prepared you'll be for any fight." Which he doesn't mean to sound condescending. Emet-Selch knows he has to expand his own repertoire of spells as well so as not to be caught in the midst of drawing new designs.
They're being ushered off the field now though. He starts to turn away, raising his hand in farewell.
"Good luck with your learning. Mayhap if they hold this tournament again next year, we can see how much the other has improved," he says with a faint smirk.
His familiar, which had been in the process of burying itself in the sand, perks up when it sees him leaving. Shaking off the sand, it bounds after him, wings beating to lift it back into the air.