Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190217022144/@comment-7262318-20190217203758

Ulren could do very little to defend himself from the hits. Each one bloodied and bruised his face up even more, to the point where it looked like he could no longer be alive...

"Meyline... didn't put... this much fight... up..." He wheezed

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"Course I do," Alvoran said. "I think..."

He pointed the tip of his sword at her hand, and a bright light began to glown in her palm as the boy began to recite some sort of mantra...

The hit caught Torus and sent him stumbling back.,

"Goddamn..." He muttered. She could see that his nose was crooked and a small bit of blood was coming out. "Heh... That hurt!" He cried, trying to put his nose back into place.