Talos sneered and said, "Come back with me, and you'll know what fun really is!"
Simbul chuckled twice and directed one sphere of light after another toward the Storm God, trying to dispel the various magic spells attached to him.
This was destined to be a war of attrition, depending on whose mana and resources were exhausted first.
"This Storm Queen is really something else!" Dervis sprawled on the sofa, watching in a dazzled daze. "When will I ever be this strong?"
"First of all, you have to be a chosen one." Nasr crossed his legs, bringing a pipe to his mouth. "Secondly, you have to be rich enough. At the very least, you need a lover like Elminster."
"Don't say it like that." Edna gently stopped him. "Simbul is very strong on her own. Even without Aglarond's support, and without Elminster's help, she's still one of the top mages in this world."
"It's not like the Dark Night's chosen ones haven't fought her before. During the period when the former Mystryl was around, the Ancient Night Temple happened to be very active, and they tracked her with great persistence.
Otherwise, why would that Black Eye lady use up the divine power Selûne asked Mystryl to store? Even though she had never been afraid of losing face, she wouldn't do it so easily without a proper reason... At least that reason had to be able to convince the easy-going Selûne!
Heh heh.
Isn't it just that Silver Fire is slightly better at harming evil in certain aspects than arcane magic?
But back then, Simbul didn't have such powerful divine artifacts in her hands, nor so many wondrous items." Nasr said with a smile, "And what about now? Oh my goodness, her spell slots look like they can never be used