The battlefield was chaos. Flames erupted as enemies closed in, their snarls echoing through the air. Desperation overtook strategy as you readied your next spell. You raised your hand, channeling raw energy into a deadly Arcane Lance, aiming to obliterate the cluster of foes ahead. But u didn’t notice Astarion.

“What in a sweet hells were u thinking activating that blast?!!! I WAS RIGHT THERE!….Gods!….Do u have any idea how much that hurt?”