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Post by Tsubarisu Kojiro on Dec 5, 2007 13:59:33 GMT -4
Quickly springing from the wall, I began to float in mid-air as I looked around me at the different fissures erupting around me. I had to be careful this bitch was crazy. This shit was stupid. There was nothing could do BUT evade. This was my final hope of making this a fair fight. I pulled a dagger from my robes, but not just any dagger. It was a dagger of disruption. If I could hit symphony with this I might be able to break her concentration and get her to lower this bloody shit. I had to try this. The dagger would hit and electrocute Symphony momentarily disrupting her being and maybe even her magic, It would then be my chance to strike a potentially lethal blow. Asking Apollo to guide the dagger, I threw it with all the aim and force I could muster.
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Post by Sanada Tomo on Dec 8, 2007 12:36:28 GMT -4
Even Tomoyo, sitting on her throne, couldn't believe this move. Why would he aim at a target that has not yet revealed itself?
The Dagger hit the ground, electricity emanating from the glad until the next fissure pulsed from the ground; then the blade laid, motionless, harmless.
It was then that Symphony struck, tendrils of darkness snaking their way up, appearing like the floor; all the streaks of darkness held the same markings as the floor and walls, the bright red of the blood that had written the symbols standing out against the jet black. And even as they moved to grab Kojiro, they pulsed with a beat that was not quite alive.
On her throne, Tomoyo wiped a bead of blood from her mouth, leaving a small stain in the corner.
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