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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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 Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 5:32 pm
Arsh somehow managed to twist enough to take less damage than he should have from the mace -- he was still pissed off she had it but decided to focus less on taking it back and more on fighting her in other ways -- he jabbed a dagger right at the side of her neck, since her heart seemed to be armored. HP: 14
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acyfaust rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 6:24 pm
The Martyr was disappointed that the mace didn't connect more to home. In that brief moment she did not see the dagger aimed for her neck. She managed to shift out of the way so it would impale her shoulder instead. Feeling the searing pain in her shoulder she pushed it to the back of her mind, raising the mace once more and struck Arsh with it. HP: 17
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 6:28 pm
Arsh couldn't move out of the way of the mace this time, and it crashed into his own shoulder, breaking something and causing that arm to go numb. The other arm was the one holding the dagger in her shoulder, and he did all he could to twist it viciously to cause more pain and damage to her as he flapped his wings to keep him aloft. HP: 10
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acyfaust rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 6:48 pm
The Martyr felt the pain push forwards in her mind again as the blade was turned. She felt muscle tear beneath the metal and howled in anger more so than pain. Reaching up she placed a grip on Arsh's wrist and began to pull it away from her body, hoping to remove the blade in the process or break his wrist, whichever came first. HP: 14
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 6:53 pm
Arsh cried out in pain as his wrist was broken, gritting his teeth afterwards he flapped his wings to gain a bit of altitude and aimed a hard kick at Martyr's chin, as his other limbs weren't responding well at this point in the fight. HP: 6
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acyfaust rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 6:58 pm
Turning her head, the Martyr pulled the blade from her shoulder, teeth clenched. As soon as the blade was removed from her flesh she felt a square kick in the jaw. She faltered, flapping her wings to keep a float, taking a few seconds to again push the pain to the back of her mind. She glanced between the mace and the dagger, one of each in her hands. A dark smirk crept on her face as she took the dagger and impaled it into Arsh's foot. HP: 12
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 7:01 pm
Arsh felt the kick connect -- unfortunately he felt the dagger impale his foot right after. Growling out in pain he didn't retreat, aiming another kick at her chin, even with the knife still in his foot. HP: 3 (Man, he was keeping it close til now XD)
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acyfaust rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 7:04 pm
The Martyr easily leaned back away from his foot's reach. A brief thought flashed through her mind, her hand following the madness behind it. She reached onto the handle of the dagger and began to pull forwards, hoping to slice his foot in half. HP: 11 (I almost kinda feel sorry for him xD)
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 7:08 pm
The Martyr's last attack is a success, and the ensuing pain coupled with the blood loss made Arsh's eyes roll back into his head, passing out before plummeting to the stone ground below. HP: 0 (I just wanna punt the stupid dice, for making a close fight horribly one-sided at the end)
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 7:11 pm
The Martyr laughed as Arsh fell to the ground. She eyed the bloody dagger in her hand followed by the mace in the other. "Spoils go to the victor...." She grinned darkly. "Someone will thank you kindly when they make them suffer..."
With a few flaps of her large wings she took off to go find her next victim.
((Yeah, but it's still kinda amusing how battles turn out xD))
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 8:17 pm
Warrior slammed into the ground shortly after Martyr had left. Frankly she'd been tempted to chase after her and take care of her at this moment. But Arshavir's wounds were great and he demanded immediate attention. Snarling at her receding figure, her eyes a hellish red as she'd kneel beside her lover, her eyes, blinking back to normal as she would look down at him... see the extent of his injuries and desire great harm upon Martyr again... "Arshavir," she'd croon and then growl... unable to stop the fury that was building within her... she'd set to distract herself by tending to his many wounds, starting with his foot first since it was hanging on by a thread. She had to use her own energy to regenerate the tissues, forcing skin, arteries, veins, muscle and bone to mend together once again, flooding her own strength into him to quicken the pace.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 8:21 pm
It took him a while to stir, and he soon regretted it, as the pain was still great; even as she started mending his foot all of the other wounds made his voice shake as he opened his eyes and realized who was there with him. "I am sorry..I should have..defeated her..." he mumbles, before his eyes close again.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 8:32 pm
*She'd literally snarl at him, "Be quiet...." her eyes flashed red in a fury that didn't belong to him... she was far too upset to argue over something like this right now... hissing as she'd run her hands over his body. Noting the absence of his weapons with a growl, "Vile b***h..." she'd grate between clenched teeth, even as she mended the wounds on his body... "she is outcast! Condemned! REVILED! I will see her broken and bloodied at my FEET!..." maybe she was healing him just a tad aggressively. *
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 8:34 pm
Arsh flinched as she snarled, even though he knew it wasn't directed at him. His loss was the last thing on her mind at the moment, and even though his thoughts were mirroring Warrior's own, he made sure to stay still -- even though she was healing him, he could tell it wasn't as ..smooth as she probably could have been. Still, there was no way he was going to complain. XD
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 8:40 pm
:: Her hands, drifted over his sides, chest and belly... mending any wounds she found there. Her fingers gliding along his tail as she'd glower and heal him simultaneously... "This complicates things to a level that I do not find favorable..." she seemed as if she were trying to master her emotions... though she was struggling with it... "a thousand plagues upon her horned head, oh but she will pay....." a hissed promise through clenched teeth. ::
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