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Originally posted by Lady Hawk
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you continue the battle as your bard friend winks at you and smiles as he plays his tambourine
You whirl and hack and slash in an exotic way so that the imps have no idea where you are coming from. yet they still continue to attack you one manages to pull a lump of hair out (2 hp damage)
Battle Order Summoner - dead
Imp 1 - DEAD
Imp 2 - DEAD
Imp 3 - Dead
Imp 4 - DEAD
Imp 5 - lightly wounded
Imp 6 - lightly wounded
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*Tinuva stands still, staring at the Imp who is holding a handful of his hair. Both Imps have stopped as well, looking very worrid. Tinuva's face is blank, staring at the imp. His hands start shaking, and he dropped his short sword. His eyes widen, as they fill with anger. His entire body starts shaking, as rage flows through him, like the waters of a dam that has just broken.
Tinuva lifts up his sword in both hands and lets out a yell of rage that is likened to a dragon roaring.
Tinuva swings his sword with all his might, bringing it down on the Imps head, then yanks it out and hacks, chops, and squwers the imps, till their bodies are nothing but a big pile of dog food*
[stats]
HP: 12/30
MP: 10/10
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