-dodges to the side, letting his sword get broken by the two blades in stopping them-
-but the shards immediately fly toward Paris as he slashes with the remnants of the sword-
It is you, again.
Leave me be- I am already to be a hollow- without my Fina.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-The phantom of Mephistopheles hangs in the swirling dust-
I think not. The sooner you are hollowed, the better.
This place has trapped my soul in-between life and death, an interesting phenomena. Hollowing will have roughly the same effect on you.
You will be trapped in madness without rest, a beast to be hunted. That is enough to content me with my station, for the magicians of this place are powerful, perhaps powerful enough to restore me to flesh.

-nods- Hm! Come- come- let me show you. -goes to her room-
-just what he was waiting for-
Flowing River. -he stabs part of his sword into his wound, healing it-
-he tries to close for melee-
...? -looks at the dust swirling-
edited 10th Jul '15 2:51:12 PM by RegularDefender
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post