Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20191120052531/@comment-39487125-20191128114849

 Apólyá snarled but drew a large amount of power stored in the smoldring orb of Divina Virtute and held out his talon for Myra's apple. His claws were wreathed in black and purple smoke, so much power he held idle there reality started to distort around his talon. The smoldering orb of the staff seemed to replenish itself by drawing the same smoking power directly from the deity, any skilled magic user could tell he didn't need his staff at all.