01-27-2011, 11:30 AM
Alex slammed his staff against the ground, and soon the ice was overcome by stone. He was petrifying the figure, and if the spell was successful it would stop right at the man's neck, leaving the rest of him covered in hard rock. "Who are you? Why were you spying on me?" he asked.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.