[none of that sounds sounds too out of the ordinary to lloyd, even if the spells do seem to be going by a different name.
lloyd nods and draws his swords before falling into a prepared stance. his swords don't match, despite coming out of similar looking sheathes, one of them blue and evoking a sense of ice and water, the other red and shaped like a flame.
he lifts his head into the "breeze", eyes falling closed for a moment as he turns his face into it before opening them again and narrowing his gaze at the almost imperceptible rustle of wings near them.] Okay, I'm ready.
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lloyd nods and draws his swords before falling into a prepared stance. his swords don't match, despite coming out of similar looking sheathes, one of them blue and evoking a sense of ice and water, the other red and shaped like a flame.
he lifts his head into the "breeze", eyes falling closed for a moment as he turns his face into it before opening them again and narrowing his gaze at the almost imperceptible rustle of wings near them.] Okay, I'm ready.