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In a desperate final attempt to get rid of the prince of Fire who was apparently unafected by the Ice Storm, a now visable Elleshar runs over to another alcove, and draws a large wooden staff topped with a blue glowing crystal atop it. He quickly runs over to where the Fire Prince is standing, dodging all spells and weapons aimed at him (some only just), and throws his staff at the very center of the Elementals Body. Shouting above the din, he yells a single word "QUELSHALA" suddenly, the staff breaks and lets out a great amount of energy, which affects everyone in the room. Elleshar and the Fire Prince being closest to the energy are effected the most, and in the strangest way...
The Fire Prince begins to lose his form, and is drawn somehow towards Elleshar. Suddenly, the firery form collides with Elleshar (who is somewhat shaken... it takes alot to break a Wizards staff, but when it happens they lose 2 points of constitution permanantly), a blinding flash of light is seen, and when the glare dies down, neither Elleshar nor the fire prince are anywhere to be seen...
In their place, there ia an Elf like figure... his bright green armour apparently melted, his cloak and boots a deep orange, his hair like a blonde step teased so as to stand upright, and died red. His orangy-red eyes looking angry, and surrounded by flame which does not appear to burn him, he speaks in a very fierce voice "I am Quelyire, Heir to Merling, Fifth Form. I was born when the second cast away his own, and joined with the flame that lay before him. I am no wizard working away at his desk, I strive only for battle"
He suddenly lifts up his left hand, and unconcernadly launches a fireball in Regins direction. He then draws a longsword from the blackened sheath on his back, and lifts it up to show the blade glowing a bright Orange through the flame surrounding it. He quickly launches another fireball in Gladrias direction and approaches he with the sword at his side...
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