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Blinding her while also hacking up debris. The weasel charged sprinting to get his grubby hands to physically stone her. Though before contact was met, Klethera was thrown to the side, and Lambert who believed in her own honest words instead sacrificed himself. Erupting the fellow into full-on petrification. The Trade Captain cursed himself and was struck by the fact he hit this supposedly appointed ‘blessed’ Stewart Guardian who should’ve known better. Klethera cleansed her vision and saw the man who aided her becoming quickly consumed in stone. “No!” She squealed, “End this…. Ple-” Before consumed into an amethyst stone. The Scourge shoved the no-good betrayer who tried to do a mutiny against him at the girl. She’d attempt in good-spirit to capture him to prevent him breaking. But that crooked vermin once again blew his own sculpture up; it wasn’t any point in punishing that one anymore. She’d be punctured by a shard stone bone in her sword carrying arm. Resulting after noticing his hand before that hand-clap formed she was in horror and breaking tears because she had to save herself, helpless to be able to save Lambert in return. Her brashness factored her being detrimental, exceptional wisdom is shown in many regards she was for her vibrant youth, though said it was also her inexperience that proved her Achilles’ heel. Struggling in getting back up but irrefutably she heard the wishes and wouldn’t let that be an unanswered lasting request despite her plight. That time she took, however, affording the Scourge once again another chance to go for a charging projectile hit again, she’d sprinting dash and run to the side of the room to evade. The Scourge furious would begin unleashing incomplete unconsecrated focuses and turn all the room into a wasteland of stone messes and dust clap them. Before the coward shouted at her, “Enough impudent wretch! How many more people need to die for you to submit?” Sighing and breathing loudly showing his exhaustion and fatigue, the aetherial discharges becoming compromised from this cat and mouse game. He was running dry. Putting a palm on the hostage jade statue for leverage. “That’s right just stand there and drop your arms.” She couldn’t prevent him from guaranteed using that hostage from pushing it. But she’d slowly succumb, dropping her blade and lowering her firearm. However, she was certain of something... Long as he could clap those hands together he’d be able to constantly sway this battle into submission. So she risked a gambling shot at his opened wrists and arm right as she nearly dropped it. The exposing and usual prone Trade Captain getting all those into submission wouldn’t have anticipated her brazen move. He screamed in pain as his wrist was directly shot and unable to raise his hand. “Oh, you’re DONE, shrew!” Tossing the jade stone slave as he retreated yalm’s from range from her proximity as she leaped after and barely caught the imprisoned. Now he couldn’t detonate-clap. Quaking shrilling agony from the bullet he became infuriatingly in pressure to stabilize himself to deliver the conclusion, as she was busy correcting and aligning the statue back into a safe position. Once again she was in disadvantaged distress.               (Previous)  — / References /  —   ♫  — (Next Page)  

John Gerstner