Search Party:
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"It's more a compliment to my swordfighting."
Dark draws one half of his green claymore, still worn with age, with a couple of cracks here and there, running his hand along it. It certainly still looks sharp though, and quite strong for its age.
"I can set my swords on fire, I can make fireballs and lightning bolts. Though some of that magic stuff takes a second to cast."
Dark waves it a bit in front of himself as he demonstrates, surrounding it in a flaming aura.
"Though technically, as a shifter, I can manipulate any magic around me. Don't see why the magic your...prosthetic leg uses would be any different, though..."
He then shakes off the flame, flinging it into the air where it dissipates harmlessly as embers falling back down to the ground, before sheathing his sword.
<Obviously they're not keen on naming this friend of theirs though...>
<Not sure what's up with that if they're probably from a different world though. But, eh. Not like I don't have my own things to not be open about.>