[ There isn't much time for Arthur to take a look at his savior, though something in that voice, the one that had called to him, struck a familiar chord. He'll have to address that later – for introductions to be made, they all must survive this encounter first.
Arthur takes note of the men nocking their arrows, and though he himself has never really been on a battlefield situation with real, trained soldiers, he knows well how he can be of help here. The scholar flips hurriedly through the pages of his tome, fingers ghosting over the correct page once he finds it. Magic leaps from the pages, spectral screens of blue-black energy and scrolling white text spring up around him as his spell analyzes the creature before them.
A mot of bright grey-blue light coalesces on the demonic beast's hide, a gap in the plating now made into a beacon. ]
Strike there if you can!
[ He shouts it, so the man with the spear can hear as well. ]
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Arthur takes note of the men nocking their arrows, and though he himself has never really been on a battlefield situation with real, trained soldiers, he knows well how he can be of help here. The scholar flips hurriedly through the pages of his tome, fingers ghosting over the correct page once he finds it. Magic leaps from the pages, spectral screens of blue-black energy and scrolling white text spring up around him as his spell analyzes the creature before them.
A mot of bright grey-blue light coalesces on the demonic beast's hide, a gap in the plating now made into a beacon. ]
Strike there if you can!
[ He shouts it, so the man with the spear can hear as well. ]