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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Oct 17, 2009 17:18:08 GMT -5
"Might, great..." she replied, sword still in hand. It didn't seem like today was going to be the day in which she would die. It felt too easy so far which very well could be a false sense of security but the feeling still stuck. She squinted at the bright light, being a vampire gave you no comfort when light was involved.
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Post by Azoth (Kyler) on Oct 17, 2009 17:31:44 GMT -5
A scream echoed in Kyler's mind as the alter broke, and as it the earth around them rumbled, Kyler felt no pain, which he oddly expected, but comfort, as if the voice had somehow gotten what it wanted. How could he know a voice, of all things, got what it wanted? He couldn't understand any of what was going on.
A few moments later, Kyler awoke from his comatose state with a deep breath, and sat up... looking into the bright light that used to be the shrine, he found himself unable to move... a feeling of dread filled him, but he had no idea why.
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