Wrathion is already in front of the doorway, glancing between it and their surroundings warily. He would have quite liked to get inside, but understandably the crew seems to have other ideas.
The look he shoots Five is equally wary. Asshole...? He's not entirely certain what he's done to earn that, but no matter he supposes. Despite the tone, the question does imply he intends them to work together.
"These wards are resilient, but I believe I can break them. Can you keep them distracted?"
Wrathion turns back to the door, and a beam fiery red magic projects from his hands. It seems to hit an invisible layer of magic, then spreads out over the doorway. The wards highlight and pulse, and Wrathion watches them warily. Hopefully it isn't trapped on top of everything, he'd rather this all be over with quickly if possible.
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The look he shoots Five is equally wary. Asshole...? He's not entirely certain what he's done to earn that, but no matter he supposes. Despite the tone, the question does imply he intends them to work together.
"These wards are resilient, but I believe I can break them. Can you keep them distracted?"
Wrathion turns back to the door, and a beam fiery red magic projects from his hands. It seems to hit an invisible layer of magic, then spreads out over the doorway. The wards highlight and pulse, and Wrathion watches them warily. Hopefully it isn't trapped on top of everything, he'd rather this all be over with quickly if possible.