ARKRAEL

When I turn and walk away I'm not holding onto this I'm not wasting words on you I sleep alone in spite of it I'll do anything for you.

Arkrael grunted when a blast suddenly slammed against her. Sending her flying backwards off her paws until she was rolling tail over head across the ground floor only to slam hard into the cavern wall. A groan escaped her as she struggled to her feet, but she would be damned to stay down. A snarl vibrated through her chest as she rose to her feet. Hackles raised and fangs bared. Blood began to bubble up from the fang wounds upon her neck and she could feel the warm liquid dripping down both sides of her neck and over the front of her shoulders.

She had to do something. She could split the earth beneath his paws, but he had wings. He could very well just fly off the floor and there would be no help from that. But...perhaps the ceiling where several stalactites situated. Eyes narrowed as she turned to face him head on and lowered her head. Her gem came to life and there was a sudden loud crack high above where Damian stood. Perhaps he would not notice and the falling stalactites would strike their target...

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ARKRAEL v. DAMIAN
ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE

{ ATTEMPT }

~ Dislodge the ceiling and send Stalactites at him

{ DEFENSES }

~None D:

{ INJURIES }

~ prior injuries;;

• Sensitive shoulder from previous wound from Vazi

~ current injuries;;

• Cut along her side.
  
• ~ Bite wound on the back of her neck. Bruises.

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A smirk curled across his features as he watched the wolf go flying away from him and slam into a wall. At first it looked as if maybe he would have one, but no. That stupid she-wolf had to just get right back up and face him. Eyes narrowed when all she did was lower her head and bare her fangs at him. He had took notee of thee subtle flash of her stone and his ears twitched when he heard the loud crack echoe through the cavern. It wasn't until he heard another loud crack before another sound did his gaze shoot up. His breath hitched as he saw the multiple Stalactites falling swiftly from the ceiling...

...With a snarl Damian lunged back, his wings beating against the air to help propel him backwards. Again a surge of energy escaped his body, blasting towards the falling stalactites that were getting far too close for his liking. A roar escaped him when a single stalactite caught him off guard and cut down his hip, nearly striking his gem but with another beat of his wings he managed to maneuver away before it did major damage to him.

{ FIGHT STATISTICS }
ARKRAEL v. DAMIAN
ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE

{ ATTEMPT }

~ DODGE THE FALLING STALACTITES

{ DEFENSES }

~Jump away again

{ INJURIES }

~ prior injuries;;

• none

~ current injuries;;

• Bit Wound on his thigh. Multiple cuts from Shard Storm
  
• ~

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ARKRAEL

When I turn and walk away I'm not holding onto this I'm not wasting words on you I sleep alone in spite of it I'll do anything for you

It had worked, though not how she had wanted, but at least his attention had been pulled away from her. Now would be a prime time to trip him and go for the kill. She called to her stone, eager to get this over with, but no matter how much she tried her magic just did not respond. So she was left to stand there and watch, hoping that as the final stalactite had fallen one would strike the beast in her favor.

{ FIGHT STATISTICS }
ARKRAEL v. DAMIAN
ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE

{ ATTEMPT }

~TRIP HIS ASS WHILE HE'S DODGING.

{ DEFENSES }

~None D:

{ INJURIES }

~ prior injuries;;

• Sensitive shoulder from previous wound from Vazi

~ current injuries;;

• Cut along her side.
  
• ~ Bite wound on the back of her neck. Bruises.

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[Origin Cave]

Character: Arkrael Age: +8 (8 Cycle) Magic Level: +5 (Master) ROUND 1 Attempt: +4 Penalties: -# ROUND 2 Attempt: +15 Penalties: -# ROUND 3 Attempt: +11 Penalties: -# ROUND 4 Attempt: +15 Penalties: -# ROUND 5 Attempt: +5 Penalties: -# Total: 63

Character: Damian Age: +6 (6 Cycle) Magic Level: +3 (Pupil) ROUND 1 Attempt: +15 Penalties: -# ROUND 2 Attempt: +14 Penalties: -# ROUND 3 Attempt: +12 Penalties: -# ROUND 4 Attempt: +15 Penalties: -# ROUND 5 Attempt: +11 Penalties: -# Total: 76

WINNER: Damian

Annoyance clearly wrote across the lycanthrope's features as he finally dodged the last stalactite that would fall from her previous attack. He had thought that she may have used his distraction to her advantage but nothing else came. His pawed feet skidded along the cavern floor as he finally stopped his zig zagging motion and turned furious eyes towards the wolfess who now simply stood there glaring at him, panting ever so slightly. "Is that it, little she-wolf? Is that all you have to throw at me?" He mocked as he remained where he was.



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ARKRAEL

When I turn and walk away I'm not holding onto this I'm not wasting words on you I sleep alone in spite of it I'll do anything for you

Her eyes narrowed, but she did not snarl at him. Not this time. Her energy was wavering, leaving her feeling as if her legs were made out of led. She couldn't continue. She needed to leave. "Hardly," She commented to his words, not at all swayed into aggression by his obvious attempt to piss her off. "I've no more time to play with you. I have better things to do," She snorted, not daring to speak the words of defeat no matter how clearly they were showing. She had at least gotten one bite in on him and that was enough for now. It would surely bother him for a long while yet, especially if he had no one to help look after it. Then again the bastard had strange hands so it wasn't like he couldn't tend to it himself. Unlike her who would not be able to reach the wound upon her neck.

Arkrael bared the front of her fangs before she simply looked away from him dismissively. "Your fight was most amusing, but maybe next time you can do more than just one attack," She snorted in derision as she turned on paw and simply walked away. She needed to get back home and rest. She had not been in any kind of shape to face the brewing war then and now she most certainly wasn't in shape for it now. She had to get home so these wounds could heal and she could be in her prime once more.

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Her words annoyed him. Everything about her annoyed him. As if she were the top dog around here. She dismissed him, turned from him, left without so much as a glance back to make sure he would not try to attack her from behind. It was infuriating! However, the blood that poured down his leg from thee wound upon his thigh kept him from chasing after her. He snarled lowly, narrowing his eyes at the place she had vanished. "Until next time then, She-wolf," He grumbled lowly before he turned and used his wings to carry him home.



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