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(ooc:Waverider, buzz off, first it's SHE and second I am far from dead.)
~In his state of dissaray she rolls over and gets to her feet, smirking. A bit of blood trickles down her face but she ignores it and says~ "Unfortunately for you that's a wound no cleric can heal." ~swinging her sword she points it at him, it was covered in blood~ "Leave now and never come back unless in peace or I will proceed to chop off other body parts." ~looks at the piece of his armor she had cut off and stomps on it, destroying any dismembered flesh that might have been underneath~
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