To Heir Is Human- Playground XIV, The 14th Options

[Lord Revan]

Well, here we are.....

[jack cloudy]

Flint Ironwood.

Flint arrived at the walls and found that the zombies were attacking again. He sighed and tapped on a cobblestone with his new staff.
,,Geez, give me a break already. This is so getting boring in a way." He mumbled and then found the will to chuckle.
,,Wonderful, I can call a massive charge by the undead boring. Tells you how crazy my world is."

He ascended the walls in a hurry and stopped next to his old friend.
,,Ok, Flogir. All set here." He spoke and raised his hand in a greeting. He then aimed the staff at the group bashing away at the gates.
,,But let's skip the pleasantries and get right down to bussines. Eat Telekinetic shockwaves, you smelling stinkerds!" He shouted and invoked the staff's power for the first time.

The air was compressed into a dense wall and hurled itself at the undead. The cobblestones cracked where it impacted with the ground, zombies were thrown away, knocking over more of thier kin in their flailing flight.
,,I worked in nearly twice as much silver in here than in one of my old katanas. I'd say the results are clear." Flint whooped with pride. Then, the staff rinkled and a pinkish puff erupted from it.

Instantly, the Breton's expression turned from pleasure to one of confusion and worry.
,,Eh, what's this?" He asked half-aloud and warily sniffed up a small portion of the cloud.
,,Hmm, smells like flowers. Weird."

He put the staff down and fired a Telekinetic blast of his own at the mob below. In case the weapon had other unexpected reactions, it was best not to use it and thoroughly examine it later.
,,Got reinforcements? I'm afraid I kinda never got around to learning the lethal spells." He called to Flogir.