Magnus: Dragon Lord
Once Fafnir stopped his cone of flames, a large cloud of black smoke floated away, revealing charred blackened sand and dirt, with Telagus still standing before them, smiling.
“You will have to do better than that old one,” he said with an evil smile, beginning to chant quietly while twisting his fingers around each other slowly, producing green glowing threads in his palms.
Roaring angrily, Fafnir charged at Telagus with his teeth bared, ready to devour him whole.
With only a foot gap between them, Telagus looked up with a triumphant smile and opened his hands, throwing the spell at Fafnir, as he did so, the green threads he had created opened like a net.
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