• Dark Fantasy IV - Wizard

    Dank, robe-laden traveler,
    Staff at his back,
    Crimson flowing cloth,
    Raising hands to see,

    Mantra echo,
    lit fingertips,
    sparks fly as white bolt stabs out,

    Blue-eyed madness,
    frying souls with a wave of the hand,
    Ancient magic runes glow in fanciful light,
    Erupting in fury pyres of hell-flame,

    A snicker and flick, wrists moving in tow,
    Lines in the air flash brilliance,
    and in an instant,
    the beast is no more...