[Likewise, they are not Nathaniel's favourite type of event either. They are the kinds of events where more people get hurt, or killed, when the abilities they might use to save themselves or others become useless.
Arms crossed loosely across his chest, he watches the zombie in front of them with his lips pressed into a thin line, then shakes his head slightly.]
Not that I've noticed. [He glances to Anders, his eyebrows lifting.] But none of my abilities draw on magic.
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Arms crossed loosely across his chest, he watches the zombie in front of them with his lips pressed into a thin line, then shakes his head slightly.]
Not that I've noticed. [He glances to Anders, his eyebrows lifting.] But none of my abilities draw on magic.
[Nathaniel hesitates, then sighs.]
Are you going to be alright?