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| Andromalius | Jun 15 2009, 09:10 PM |
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The fighter didn't seem to mind being watched, and the soldiers were still too preoccupied to notice. In his mind, he was analyzing every fraction of movement. Over his years, he had seen many strong warriors with great powers, but sometimes plain skill was more valuable than techniques or spells. This was indeed what he felt his regime was missing. The crotch shot was by far the highlight of the battle, even if it came early and ended quickly. Even the dark-hearted mage had to shudder. He didn't think he, himself, was capable of such a cruel attack. One felt the urge to double over and vomit. A lesser man, no doubt, would, particularly since you could, if you looked hard enough, see the clean slice between the soldier's legs and the squishy innards it had revealed. But the most interesting thing, besides the gruesome scene of carnage, was the fellow's eyes. They blazed, not unlike his own, aged beyond his body. As the hollering diminished, when he was passed by, he boldly met the stranger's stare with his own, and for a split second, an entire conversation passed between them. Surely similar souls would acknowledge one another upon a first glance. Unfortunately, the fighter was too fast for him to call out and keep his attention. It was smart of him to dash away immediately, another thing his army could use more of. He wouldn't put it past Venge, or even Sphynx, to simply wallow in the mess they'd made, even if it meant getting captured. Well... Sphynx could practically level half a city if she tried, so it was a bit of a different situation with her... The mage's palm smacked against the rough sandstone wall, drawing from it one of his cherished elementals. The Banshee himself may not possess the speed, but the creature did. "After him," he commanded it. "Stall him until I get there, but remain nowhere obvious." The creature slithered away as if it were gliding on an oil slick obediently as its master behind it took his time walking at an unhurried pace. ((Feel free to use the elemental in yer next post. And sorry it took so long. I had half of a huge post already done when my comp decided to spontaneously reboot.)) Edited by Andromalius, Jun 15 2009, 09:11 PM.
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