Re: Rio de Janeiro
"Kristoff!" Vincent flew ahead, now that Asleif seemed secure, as her attack struck the ship, sending it into a rapid descent, but still headed at his brother.
He flung himself at the hull of the ship, and began an invocation. It was old magic, used in a new way. Acid, tremors, and rot all fell under earth magics, but so did one key force that was a bit more recent in man's understanding.
Gravity.
The ship falls like a lead weight, its forward momentum cut off, crashing into the waves below along with Vincent.
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