The concept of being resilient to fire and thunder seemed new to Timothy, and it seemed new to Skendus as well. They were aware that plenty of types of defensive magic existed, but this one that Ortana possessed, tipped the bucket in the power-scale!
Fire couldn’t hurt them, thunder couldn't hurt them, and that was what helped them feel very special, they felt Immortal. They charged towards the enemies, with every ounce of confidence that immortality could offer to a fish!
Tim put those fragile muscles of his into use, and pierced through the waters as efficiently as a disk-shaped fish could pierce it. He was excited, and he was ready to wave his tail around, as his tail was his only weapon for the time being, on the count that he lacked mana. Tim felt devolved when he thought about us
