[It becomes very apparent very quickly that Yuan is in poor shape. And this is very interesting to Mithos. He watches sharply as Yuan rests against the tree, waiting for three, two, one...
His eyes slide shut and he starts to silently cast. Even if Yuan notices through the mana that thickly surrounds him, what would he be able to do? He doesn't seem capable of even walking very far. Hey Yuan, think you can handle Holy Lance?
With how severely limited his body is, it will take a while to build up, and...maybe he should have chosen a weaker spell, because this is wiping a lot out of him. But when is he ever going to get this opportunity again? After everything the other has done to him here, all the times Mithos has been shamefully defeated, he can finally deliver the retribution Yuan deserves. He finishes, voice quiet but loaded with malicious intent:] Holy Lance.
/bows
His eyes slide shut and he starts to silently cast. Even if Yuan notices through the mana that thickly surrounds him, what would he be able to do? He doesn't seem capable of even walking very far. Hey Yuan, think you can handle Holy Lance?
With how severely limited his body is, it will take a while to build up, and...maybe he should have chosen a weaker spell, because this is wiping a lot out of him. But when is he ever going to get this opportunity again? After everything the other has done to him here, all the times Mithos has been shamefully defeated, he can finally deliver the retribution Yuan deserves. He finishes, voice quiet but loaded with malicious intent:] Holy Lance.