The young blond man, Mikael stood at the door of the young blond girl's, Solas's, room. Mikael clicked his tongue, "Why am I here?"
"I just wanted to have a meeting with my hero brethren." Solas made a confident but exaggerated movement before falling onto her bed placed in the middle of the room, back pressed against a wall.
"You clearly have an ulterior motive, just tell me what you want."
She chuckled, "Man, you're such a stick in the mud."
"I don't want to hear that from someone who was talking high and mighty earlier, really, you are my least favorite type of person."
"Your Light Magic is a bit different from mine, yes?"
Mikael raised an eyebrow, "What?"
"My Light Magic allows for me to become really fast with a delay in sight and it could even allow me to go fast enough that
