Viktor couldn't help but to pace in his chamber, Ophelia sleeping in the bed. It has been a few days since the riders took off after the one that had the orb. Viktor looked out of his window, panting slightly as his breath hit the window, making it fog up on the inside. He wiped it, making a grunt as he did, and went back to pacing.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">How am I ever gonna get it if they don't hurry up?!? I mean, it has been days since they left, they should be here by now, with my magic orb. Why don't they hurry?</span>Viktor thought to himself, and paced once more, ever so impatient...<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>Nymeri looked as he saw another rider coming towards him.<span style="font-weight: bold">"I'll keep you from using your spells, magic user!"</span>When Nymeri heard that, he grinned. Apparently, he did not notice that paladins were magic users as well, depending on what element they chose during training. He saw the other rider closing in, and then he stopped to see Nymeri closing his hands, and beginning to chant:<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Oh great Pronysus, grant unto me the might of the flowing Water, that it may bring my foes death beyond death. Great Pronysus, and Water of Life, grant me your power, and drown the evil that hinder us from the true path. Come unto thee!</span>"<br/><br/>A wave of water came crashing down upon the rider, smashing his bones and skin together. The rider drowned the instant the wave crashed on him. Nymeri then returned his hands to their original positions, and prepared to go to where Lysonna was.