*At Lorath Castle*
*holds
the Vay Blade in his hands, breathing heavily* Just try me. You
haven't won yet
*glares at
Sandor* That armor has withstood a lot. But it won't withstand
much more of my punishment.
*thinks
to self* She's right... this armor hasn't sustained this much
damage ever. I don't know how long it will hold out.
*kicks
Sandor to the ground* Pitiful human.
*falls to
the ground* Dammit.
*stands on
Sandor's chest* Now... exactly what are you gonna do now?
... this!
What is
that?
*comes from
behind and tackles Anja to the ground*
*is tackled*
Hisssssssssssss. Jema!
*arrives*
Hope we didn't arrive too late Sandor.
*arrives,
glares at Anja* You're mine!
*arrives*
You're outnumbered Anja... just give it up.
*arrives
behind the rest* Not exactly the best prediciment for you.
*is
surrounded* Well hot damn. 6 on 1. You call this fair... for you?
Fair
enough, I'd say.
Orakio!
Sorry
for the late arrival, Sandor.
That's
ok. I stalled her long enough. But I don't know if my armor can
take that much more damage.
It's
ok. Get back inside Lorath and tell the people to flee.
Roger!
*leaves*
*glares at
Orakio* 5 on 1 now. Man, your odds are slowly deterierating.
Let's take
her down now!
Yeah.
Now!
Rulakir?
Jema...
you'll be fine. Just fight with us.
*glares
at Anja* You've made my entire world suffer, as well as my
family. You will pay with your life!
I'd like to
see you try!
Hold
nothing back everybody!
Roger
that!
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