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2/21/2016 4:13:56 AM
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[b]before the sword can hit the bar, it hits an energy field, stopping the sword in its tracks[/b]
"It's no not happening, Draeth... I'm sorry I couldn't be there to help you any longer... I'm sorry I likely wasn't around any longer than Ivy..."
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[b]he remembers... This is all too familiar. Another dream, reminding him of his childhood pains... Forced to run from hunters through a field to possibly save his friends... Usually in vain... He knew what he had to do. He runs faster than any Olympic champion toward the two[/b]
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Poisoned Argonにより編集済み: 2/21/2016 5:44:26 AM[b]It doesn't seem like he heard you, but before you can do anything else it flickers away again and your back in the cell room. Dreath still on his hands and knees, but his red light is flickering[/b]
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[b]he slowly fades back into conciousness, and already begins to fall back into it. He looks dreath in the eye and grins. Even under excruciating pain, he still took a few of his final moments to give him a warm and welcoming smile... Even if it may be is last.[/b] "Dreath... Run..."
