[ he's much too familiar with summoned weapons, so the moment the flash of light conjures itself on his hand, bradley does the only thing he can do so far - summoning sugar and small flames.
he conjures a whole lot of sugar, however, big and spiky like konpeito stars, right at moriarty’s feet as he quickly moves behind the magazine stall to avoid the hit. he'd rather not use fire so close to the magazines, though. ]
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he conjures a whole lot of sugar, however, big and spiky like konpeito stars, right at moriarty’s feet as he quickly moves behind the magazine stall to avoid the hit. he'd rather not use fire so close to the magazines, though. ]
Oho. You've got a short fuse on you. I like it.