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Post by Warlock on Jul 15, 2005 9:50:00 GMT -6
Andorra hissed as the shield dispersed, and rushed at Malison, his sharp white fangs bared.
Unprepared for this attack, Malison felt the hellhound's fangs sink into his shoulder. With a cry of pain, he threw Andorra off him. |
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Post by zury on Jul 15, 2005 15:02:38 GMT -6
The faerie suddenly started back for Malison, wondering if there was anything else maybe she could do. She wasn't one to get down and dirty.
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Post by Warlock on Jul 15, 2005 15:14:38 GMT -6
Andorra's forepaws began to glow, the ground beneath them crackling as it froze. He advanced upon Malison, growling ominously.
Malison took one step back, and then another. He had witnessed this ability that some creatures possessed. Being frozen was not a pleasant way to die. |
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Post by zury on Jul 17, 2005 16:08:25 GMT -6
The faerie stopped, watching from above. What could she do? She wasn't good with handling fire, or any other element for that matter...
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Post by Warlock on Jul 17, 2005 16:22:35 GMT -6
An evil grin crossed Andorra's face as he advanced. Normally, he was a calm creature, but the fact was he hated halfbreeds. Rational thought had completely left his mind by now.
Malison continued to walk backwards until one of his hindpaws slipped on the edge of the cliff. He stumbled, and righted himself, a panicked look in his eyes. |
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Post by zury on Jul 17, 2005 16:43:05 GMT -6
She tried to form another shield in her hands, but she was afraid she wasn't going to be able to put it up fast enough.
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Post by Warlock on Jul 18, 2005 18:17:43 GMT -6
Zephyra screeched suddenly and dove towards the faerie, hoping to distract her from completing the shield.
Andorra's long white fangs were bared in a lethal grin as he continued to walk towards Malison. He was like a cat in the fact that he often toyed with his prey.
Malison whined softly, pleadingly, his breathing fast and harsh with fear. |
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Post by zury on Jul 20, 2005 18:29:12 GMT -6
She instantly stopped trying to make the shield with had formed just about to his torso, fading already, as she tried to protect herself from the diving raven.[/color]
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Post by Warlock on Jul 20, 2005 18:42:02 GMT -6
A sadistic grin crossed Andorra's face, and he pounced upon Malison, pinning him down with sharp claws. "You'll die slowly," he said, his voice almost a purr.
Malison's eyes widened, and he writhed under the hellhound's heavy paws. He knew he couldn't use his power again; it would destroy him. |
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Post by zury on Jul 21, 2005 10:00:53 GMT -6
She landed on the ground and picked up snow, hurling it at Andorra, hoping to distract him from killing Malison.[/color]
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Post by Warlock on Jul 21, 2005 10:22:57 GMT -6
But the hellhound merely shook the snow off indifferently, raking long, sharp claws across Malison's chest.
Malison yelped, writhing desperately. His fear was evident by the look in his eyes. There was nothing he could do... |
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Post by zury on Jul 21, 2005 12:30:07 GMT -6
Okay, so the snow wasn't working. She plucked stones off the ground and hurled them at his head. Maybe that would get his attention.
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Post by Warlock on Jul 21, 2005 12:37:16 GMT -6
Andorra growled, and shook his head, his head turning towards the faerie. White eyes narrowed at her, and he began to walk towards her.
Malison scrambled upright, panting, his blood dripping onto the snow and melting it. "No..." he gasped. |
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Post by zury on Jul 21, 2005 12:42:02 GMT -6
She scooped up another handful of snow with some rocks mixed in, continuing to throw it at him as she took big steps back.[/color]
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Post by Warlock on Jul 21, 2005 12:48:58 GMT -6
Andorra continued to walk towards her, ignoring the snow that hit him. He was not one to be easily distracted.
Malison rushed towards the hellhound, digging his claws viciously into his back. |
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