None of them. Arctic char.
Chaos is not only fun, it's useful. VERY useful.


Corbha froze in his tracks when Syloph started her attack. Oh, no, he thought, watching her struggle to win. The Chaos Mage was incredible, better than anyone he'd ever seen before. No wonder the master wanted him as a Kiyrenin. Once procured, he would be a tremendous asset.
He watched, shocked and gaping, as Syloph was outsmarted at every turn. He couldn't believe how good the Chaos Mage was. He worked silently, with no gestures and no focus. He easily took control of her fearsome shadow-creature, banished it without a thought, hammered through her shields with an ease that left Corbha breathless. Syloph was visibly tiring by the end of the short-lived match, but the Chaos Mage was still going strong, battering away anything she raised. Corbha had a dreadful feeling about the end of this.
When Syloph vanished, imprisoned in her cage of power, Corbha thought it was the end. The Chaos Mage turned to face them, his burning red eyes looking through them, stripping away any mental defenses. Corbha realized he was succumbing to the Mage's will, and tried to force his mind away. But that gaze captivated him, nailed him to the ground.
Finally, in a frantic effort, he tore his eyes away and vanished, leaving those he had come to fetch untouched.


Is only short because I'm working on a longer piece. One with Shinyso in it.