Castor Spellman
Enchanter, Alternate Universe First Incarnation
Glasgow, Scotland
Affected RPers: @Morzone, @Neo Emolga, @Noblejanobii @Awasfriend

Castor jumped back and forth across the unsteady ground, trying to avoid taking the full force of any of the damage. While doing so, he grabbed at a necklace he was wearing, which began to glow and he began to levitate. "I'm going to have to use all of my tricks to take you out, aren't I?" he asked. Before waiting for an answer, he pulled a ring that didn't match any of the items he had taken from this world's Enchanter from his pocket. It was the one magical item he had kept even in death. A ring made from stone with two faces. He twisted it and a bright pink barrier formed, positioned in a way that seemed reminiscent of the way the oldest-known warriors in the world wore their shields, and the shape confirming it. At the same time, a dark purple club formed in his other hand. Both seemed made of pure energy. He then rushed at Marx faster than he had on the ground, club at the ready to hit him if he got close enough.