[And there he is, it didn't take long at all. Standing on the roof of a near by building Lute looks down at the creature that wore a false face, using a power that didn't belong to it. Tracing it had been simple, the image above it exuded an energy hard to miss.]
Halt!
[As he shouted down, a magic circle appeared below the youma and the pile of 'art'. It stretched several feet out from it and glowed a bright white. It was still forming, Lute wasn't being restrictive, there was an intense mass of power going into it. There was time to still avoid it.]
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Halt!
[As he shouted down, a magic circle appeared below the youma and the pile of 'art'. It stretched several feet out from it and glowed a bright white. It was still forming, Lute wasn't being restrictive, there was an intense mass of power going into it. There was time to still avoid it.]