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Syrathic watched in horror as Brendon was bitten by the creature. He had charged in without thinking, hoping only to save the elf. Syrathic was impressed by Brendon's loyalty to his friends, even ones he had just met.
The elf took a deep breath right before charging in. With the crest up, the part that would seem the most vulnerable was now open to attack. With the creature now focused on Brendon, the elf hoped that he or the newcomer could save Brendon and kill the creature. "I don't have much left," he thought, "and if I take another blow, I'm going to have to retreat. But I have to attempt to save my... friend." Yes, Brendon could be considered that now.
As he charged, he could hear a voice starting to cast a spell. "Hopefully, that's Brendon's companion and not another surprise."
ooc: Syrathic is tiring from the wounds he has taken as the fight drags on. Cyril, he's attempting to leap up to the vulnerable spot, a leap he would normally make fairly easily, but his fatigue might be too much. I'll let you decide if he makes it.
[ 10-29-2002, 08:14 PM: Message edited by: Lord Starshadow ]
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