09-24-2004, 06:56 AM
Norrin tensed up more than he could ever remember doing before. From what Norrin could discern from the movement between shadows, the Vampire lord was actually quite small in stature. He did, however, posess a presence that commanded the attention that his size didn't. Norrin shuttered when he heard the gravely voice of the Vampire lord, and instinctively turned his body to the direction of the voice. His hands continued to glow with their original light but were getting brighter and more intense with each passing second. "They don't like bright light you say, Barry? Well...HERE GOES NOTHING!" Norrin concentrated as hard as he possibly could on the task at hand, and as he did so he emitted an enourmous wave of energy. It was heading straight toward the sinister voice in the shadows.
When life hands you lemons, you gotta squirt lemon juice and life's eye and make it your B!TCH
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