[Ardyn had been minding his own business--and all things considered, having a good day. He'd been walking with Church, probably on their way to the kitchens for Ardyn to cook something for the pair of them.]
[...And then he caught sight of Izunia, all fury and authority radiating magic like a faint buzz of static electricity in the air. Head to toe it was the aura of the Founder, of the Mystic without the armor, and Ardyn froze midsentence. Not quite retreating, but shrinking back with an arm half-raised in front of Church. torn between standing his ground in protection and escaping on the spot, gold eyes blank and distant.]
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[...And then he caught sight of Izunia, all fury and authority radiating magic like a faint buzz of static electricity in the air. Head to toe it was the aura of the Founder, of the Mystic without the armor, and Ardyn froze midsentence. Not quite retreating, but shrinking back with an arm half-raised in front of Church. torn between standing his ground in protection and escaping on the spot, gold eyes blank and distant.]