Though his back was to the being Lan Mei, Gin heard every word. To him each word spoken insulted him further. The longer she spoke, the angrier he got. When she had left, Gin's anger had reached a breaking point where he could feel the darkness of his mind taking over. His left hand had curled into a fist with such force that his knuckles creaked in protest and his own nails drew blood. Slowly the darkness manifested as an aura around his left hand, pulsing and winking in and out of sight until now a cold blue color. Letting out a roar, Jin turns his fury at the sand. Chanting a spell, Gin sweeps his hand back and forth causing tiny tornados to dance over the surface. Out of breath and pacified, Gin looks at the surface of the new markings and reflects on the design brought on from his rage.
((Seriously.... Gotta love the Prestidigitations spell xd ))
Dungeons and Dragons Gamers Of Gaia
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