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Ser`iath/Mardrave
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Date Posted: 17:40:34 03/21/01 Wed
In reply to:
Frieza
's message, "Bah.Frieza's Best As..Uhh...nevermind..." on 09:27:49 03/21/01 Wed
(OOC: About time I post for Ser`iath I guess..)
Ser`iath was blown back, fighting the blast most of the way. As soon as it was over, he immidiatly flew towards the Godess once again. After the transformation and Heather yelling for them to attack the wound created recently. Sliding out his sword, which transforms quickly, he aims the blade directly at the cut. Pulling back with the sword, "May my aim strike true.." Launching the blade at tremendous speed, it heads towards the center of the wound on Lyunea. After the blade is released, he whips out his bow once more, sending arrows of fire towards the slash right behind the blade.
Meanwhile
Mardrave looks at Sophia, "I.. told you.." His vision blurs a moment, shaking his head, "I'll... be... fine.." His breathing starts to quicken slightly, the bleeding on his wings still as bad.. Maybe even getting worse.. "Sophia...." His eyes close, as he falls to his knees, and then his body collapses onto the ground.
(OOC: I just needed somehow to get Mard out for awhile, so I just need to concentrate on one.)
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