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**Victor & Edward**
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Date Posted: 21:04:23 02/09/01 Fri
In reply to:
President Tseng (OOC)
's message, "Ummm...that spell doesn't eliminate the damage, only halves it" on 15:26:17 02/09/01 Fri
(OOC: Tseng here :-) Per Victor's request, I'll be posting for him till he gets back)
Despite it's wounds, the little Moogle darted forward, bringing it's heavy spear down on the sword, still "dazed" from it's previous attack, in a blow that "knocked out" the weapon, disruping the spell surrounding it. Presently, the Moogle vanished, and Edward reappeared--just in time to see the aftermath of Deil's Pyrum spell.
Meanwhile Vicror, still reeling from the force of the spell, saw Deil cast yet another spell, which seemed to accelerate all three of them slightly. "Damnit!"
Victor had had enough. He knew that, as bad as this assault was, it was only an attempt to delay them while Heather cast the spell that would allow Lyunea, their true nemesis, to cross over. If that happened, all Hell would break loose.
He aimed his thoughts at Edward, knowing that the bard would pick them up. *Tell the others to distract those three--I'm going to try and end this. And when I tell you to get everyone out of the way--for God's sake, do it!!*
As Edward passed the message to the others, Victor teleported a good distance away from the fight. There he stood, palms held in fron of him, as he began to chant.
Darkness beyond twilight...
Crimsion beyond blood that flows...
Buried in the flow of time...
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That does it...