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The animal had fallen, and when he was halfway up, Crypt leapt at him. He could not dodge it, so he merely thrust himself away, resulting in Crypt landing upon his leg. It shattered instantly, but he attempted not to care. if Crypt had landed on his vertebrae, it definitely would have fractured. yet Islidaur was not one to sacrifice a match that easily. He thrust himself to his feet, fighting the thoughts that swirled in his head. A lame horse would not survive. He would most likely be killed the following night, yet he didn't care. He just wanted to win this. One three legs, he lunged, haunches ducking beneath has pallid frame, forelimbs elevating slightly, the one that was still intact flinging forth, aiming at the limb of Crypt. He then allowed himself to fall forward, colliding with the rib cage of Crypt and then experiencing a sort of vertigo, as he fell in silent bliss to the terrain. but he collided with it forcefully, before deciding to take advantage of the fact that he could not stand. he rolled beneath Crypt and kicked up, hoping to fracture the rib cage from below and destroy the vital organs, for he faught for keeps. he then kicked at the limbs, hoping to break one if not all of them. of course, if that happened, he would need to move quickly to avoid injury should Crypt fall.
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