Well- I guess my Assassin must be something... 'cause he did well. Kind of.
I was helping as well.
Two against one.
I know- a Master isn't much. But- hey. I hit him with a Shard of my Heart's Glass.
-nods- Indeed.
Though I have partaken of food sometimes- I don't crave it.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post(Shanoa is outside, practicing)
(by practicing I mean fluidly moving from one place to another while her hands light with pure magic, the most various of effects surrounding her in this beautiful display)
(the scientist guy)
(unlit cig in the mouth, just kinda staring at the wall. Seems to be thinking)
I would have done but-
Well- it was a Berserker. What was I supposed to do? I knew it was Cu Cuhlain- I needed a way of getting past his ranged defense. And my sword wasn't exactly- cutting it.
Too good at close combat for that to really work.
I had thought that most beings need to eat.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

...Mmh.
Assassins can't kill Berserkers.
... -decides to let it slide for now-
He's not Gespenst, that's what he's saying.
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