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HP: 20

Wilhelm was all recovered now, thanks to his fellow death worshipers gentle ministrations.He had tried to pick out a foe he thought he had a good chance of being on even footing with. His last battle against that General had been awfully one sided.

When he spied Emerald the thing that caught his gaze the most was her coloration. It struck such a pang of home sickness he was honestly sorry he was going to have to cut her up. The squirrel bounced over the rocky ground with a silver scythe gripped in his hands. The uniquely made weapon had a bow rake on the opposite end of the shaft. Strapped to his back a similar weapon made of gold glinted, though with a leaf rake as it's particular modification. Wil flicked his tail as he swung his scythe at Emerald. "Your color is so perfect. I wish my grass was as true a green as that." He said wistfully as he attacked.

HP: 16

The females color may have been lovely, but her attack quickly chased away any wistful longings the groundskeeper had for his home. Wilhelm chittered in pain when the claw scored deep gouges into his chest. Immediately he swung his weapon around, the tines of his rake aimed upwards towards the underside of Emeralds striking hand.

HP: 13

Drat! Wilhelm felt his spirits falter as he failed to do more then scratch his opponent. The creature moved so quickly, and her tail thumped him firmly across his already clawed chest. Wil felt the air pushed from his lungs, and he staggered back from her. gasping for breath, he readied his weapon and rasped."Trick you? What do you mean? I'm not trying to trick you." He spoke with puzzlement before attempting another straightforwards slash of his scythe once more.

HP: 10

Wilhelm took the brief moment the Corrupter screeched to back away a step. Though he didn't move quickly enough and felt the claws of the other tear into his arm. He felt himself shaking already from pain and his grip was weak on his scythe now. "Then no one's taking the time to actually look at you." The squirrel spoke in a quiet voice before taking a swing at the corrupted with the rake side of his weapon. "There is something pretty in everything. From a dead flower to a crumbling ruin. If a person's not blind they can see it, even in a cursed like you."

HP: 7

Wilhelm honestly was trying his hardest to keep up, but the serpent was so quick. His already uncertain self confidence was chipped away at, and he already knew this was going to be another loss for his God. he wasn't certain he'd ever be able to show his face in the temple again if he kept doing this badly. he tried to block the Corrupted's blow, but her claw scored deep across the right side of his face. Squeaking in pain. Wilhelm spun about in a circle and simply swung his scythe like a bat. "If that were my goal I think I would have changed tactics by now. It's clear I can't distract you." He stated as he half stumbled after his swing.

HP: 4

The serpent like tail came again. Too fast for his battered body to avoid. Emerald struck Wilhelm down, the squirrel fell to the ground on his side and his rake bounced away from him across the stone. With a squeak of distress, Wilhelm actually turned and dove for his weapon instead of attacking the corrupted. He'd lost his rake once before, he wasn't going to lose it again! The only thing he did do was flick his tail at Emerald in a half hearted smack

HP: 2
He had it! He had it. Wilhelm's heart beat slowed once he had his arms around the rake. Of course a second later he heard the corrupted screech. he began to scrabble up, but a weight fell on his back. Wil squirmed as only a squirrel could, which helped him avoid part of the damage the claws could have inflicted on him. "Ow ow ow ow ow! Your hurting my tail!" he protested as he turned and tried to jab his elbow into Emeralds shoulder.

HP: 0

The blow was precisely the right amount of strength to knock little Wilhelm out. He gave a small chitter of pain at the blow, but then fell limp under the corrupted as his consciousness receded momentarily.