Reincarnation Wars - IC *Still Recruiting*

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Tristan watched as one-by-one his allies attacks were repelled, leaving the Blood Lord looking no worse for the wear. If anything he seemed to have gained strength after one of Necron's ghostly images was absorbed by the amulet around its neck. It was then that he noticed the sweat dripping down his neck, and the heat from not only the flaming demon but also radiating from the very walls around them. With a simple effort of watercrafting he absorbed the sweat back into his skin, but he knew that they had to cool off or the entire room was going to turn into an oven.
We have to do something about the heat or we'll be cooked alive in here.
I have an idea, but we're going to need a bit of water to get started.
He felt his right hand absentmindedly tap the gladius at his side, the one with the red materia set into its pommel. He grinned.
You know I've been wanting to do this again since the lightning storm. Kitai should get us all the water we need, we just have to get to the ground. Invoker, I'll trust you to do whatever you can to help.
Unto battle.
Yeah... OK.
He sprinted for two steps and leaped off the protruding head of the gargoyle as three pale blue, intangible orbs burst from his chest and began to circle his body. He strength increased dramatically, and his leap sent him flying faster than he had expected. He didn't try to slow himself down. After drawing his gladius quickly from its sheath, he pointed both arms behind him, towards the ceiling, and released the stored energy of one ring on each hand. His speed redoubled as the distance to the ground was halved. A feeling of understanding and excitement emanated from the Invoker, resulting in a shock of realization and apprehension from himself. A wooden staff with what appeared to be a carved piece of jade tied to the tip appeared in his left hand, pointed behind him.
No! Not the Force Sta-
He lurched forward, the Force Staff making him streak towards the ground, and wondered if this was a fall he could survive. He drew fortitude from the sword in his hand, steeling himself against the pain that was sure to shoot through his body when he landed. He also willed his semi-porous shields into existence, using them to cushion his fall as well as disperse the force of his descent over a greater area.
Overall it worked better than expected. His shields began crushing the ground below him before he even reached it, creating a circular crater before his body even impacted. His collision doubled the depth and radius of the crater, leaving him in a hole about two feet deep and 15 feet across.
His body, though slightly damaged, had been Protected and cushioned by shields. He had some scrapes and possibly a few broken finger bones, but those were quickly being mended by Cid and Yuna. Barely visible tendrils of light trailed from the orbs circling him, flowing towards his wounds, mending them effortlessly.
An icy pauldron appeared on his shoulder as the Invoker's voice rang inside his head, Shiva's Guard! The pauldron shattered, and an icy nova spread quickly throughout the room. Normally cold enough to stiffen joints and slow the movement of all foes it touched, it now did little but provide much needed relief from the heat as it washed over his allies. He may not seem very coherent, but it looks like he knows how to help.
Without delay, he bent to his task. As he knelt and began to draw water from the ground to fill the crater, the blue orbs sank back into his chest, and orange orbs appeared to take their place. The rate at which water filled the pool increased dramatically while he scanned the room, preparing for the next phase of his plan.