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Post by Elle the Siren on Jun 4, 2011 14:57:53 GMT -5
Elle almost felt... pity, for the little monster as it went flying down the hall. Blank had hit it like a baseball and there wasn't really any returning from that. It now seemed to be out cold.
It's friend, another silly sort of monster watched it fly. It looked kind of confused. But then it went into attack mode. The siren frowned, quickly scanning her brain for a spell. The shield had gone up first but she certainly knew other spells too...
Ah-ha! Within the span of a second, Elle had thought of something. It was, perhaps, comically but it would be effective. Wordless music flowed from her for just a second or two but it was enough. The slow spell had been cast. Instead of charging, the monster looked as if he was trying to run through air as thick as molasses. Elle couldn't swing a sword, but she liked the think that she had her uses.
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