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Re: Age of Magic
Serene's instincts tingle as she senses the rocks. Quickly moving out of it's way, she slips behind the being while he was being distracted bye the others. Grinning to herself as she lets her whip crack against the air repeatedly. The whips moving sending a volley of controlled invisible wind razors, sharp as any metal, freezing to the touch. slashing at the beings back, neck, and back of his legs.
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"To consider ourselves the only sentient life form is an act of arrogance. What is harder question to answer is there life out there or why are we so alone?"-Darkling
* tiger uses the ultimate way in, trough the water pipes
* Shadowhawk idly points out that this is #rpgal, the pipes are probably blocked from all the bs that you come up with.
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