Yeah, it's mine. Where'd you even find it?
-Assassin's spear glows with a fiery red-
Gae —
-as he thrusts it at Lancer's feet-
—Bolg!
-the spear of Cu Chulainn surges for his heart-
◊
-Spear in chest-
Khk... Very well, Trojan. I suppose your hand deserved this.
But I will leave you this parting gift.
My spear.
-he tries to impale Paris with Olyndicus with his last dying effort, it won't be lethal, but something for Paris to recover from- Use it well.
edited 30th May '15 2:37:27 PM by RegularDefender
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postAnd you, I am sure- though you are a young Caster... I'm sure you're not a complete amateur.
-notices Lancer's death- ... So it seems Assassin has another treasure in his arsenal.
-slumps to the ground-
-he seems, smiling- I always did despise the gods in my own way... This is my fate, Trojan.
I will die over and over. You have not sent me to a rest.
There will be no rest for one such as I.
My glory is never-dead, and never-alive. And I have all of Olympus to thank- and all of the Achaeans and Trojans- to thank for it.
I won't wear it with pride- but I will wear it with acceptance. I am indeed... The Lesser Man. -he then disappears, dematerializing on death-
-ah, sorry Mega-
Yes- one. The... Battle of Xiapi.
edited 30th May '15 2:49:09 PM by RegularDefender
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

No. Not particularly.