Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171107212103/@comment-17114085-20171108104645

The mage had his own problems to deal with, the Briarhearts had pushed him back significantly he wasn't in a situation to help the Imperial.

The Imperial felt cold steel under his chin.

"Now you die." The Dreamweaver taunted him with a chuckle.

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"We need to get to Maxim and Tyrennis." Eorlund said. "The two of them went after the enemy."

Kyrnil nodded. "Those red auras?"

Eorlund nodded.

"Let's hurry then." The Harbinger said and ran towards the direction of the enemy.