Date: 2016-05-30 06:33 am (UTC)
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That was the biggest load of horse shit.

Magnus watched with fascination as Eleanor laid out one of the guards. He realized that he was going to have a much bigger bruise than his adrenaline was letting him acknowledge right now.

He spun on his heel to face the impending wave of guards and try to find a way to slip out. Magnus didn't bother with trying anything complicated, showy or satisfying, like making the men burst into flame, but kept with what worked. A simple knock back spell had most of them sprawled on their backs, surprise painted on their features like they hadn't realized anyone in the facility was still powered.

"Come on!" he shouted, running for the door, already anticipating what was around the next corner.
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