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HP: 9

The Martyr growled when Hexyina slipped her grasp. Perhaps she was more tired than she realized? Regardless the dragoness was able to react quickly enough to avoid a fatal blow to the head. She shielded herself with her wings as the crate came crashing down. Shaking the pieces of wood off she opened her wings wide and grabbed Hexyina by the arm, hoisting her up into the air and slamming her back to the ground like a rag doll. At least that was her intentions.

The Martyr was flung into the nearest wall. She tried her hardest to flare out her wings to slow her impact down. Still, it did little to help the fact the wind was knocked out of her. It took the dragoness a few labored breaths and a couple of seconds to get the world to stop spinning before she hoisted herself up from the slumped state she was in. Damn, she was tired. She was sure old wounds were reopened as well. Still she couldn't stop here. She grabbed a few of the broken planks from the crates and charged at Hexyina.

HP: 1