[ How curious. Kettara stays crouched, watching Eleven as she casts. Only it doesn't look like any elemental magic that Kettara knows. Perhaps some sort of arcane power? There are mages who can do such things, she knows, though Kettara has never met one up close. There's supposedly an entire city in Northrend that floats in the sky, held aloft by the power of the mages who reside there. The Horde has its own mages as well ,but they either serve on the front lines or stay in towers conducting their research; there is little overlap between the world of a mage and the world of a shaman.
But, of course, this place is different. The old rules no longer apply. ]
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But, of course, this place is different. The old rules no longer apply. ]
You're bleeding.
[ Kettara stands to her full height, frowning. ]
Is that meant to happen?