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Date Posted: 16:19:35 12/05/02 Thu
In reply to:
Selen
's message, "Watches" on 08:05:34 12/05/02 Thu
Jah moved into position, 'pon a sand dune, knowing she put herself up as a target. She carefully took aim, concious that her adversary kept movng and that her friends were around him...and if she missed. Well, she would't think of that.
She cocked the string back, patintly moving the bow to corespond with Nazgul's position.
Nazgul moved with amazing agility, evn with the aping wound in his arm that sould have slowed him down. He leaped upwards away from the serpent that was Ice Mist, doing a matrix-like move in midair before coming down to face attack again.
That was when Windris launched hersef 'pon him again. He knew instantly the look of hunger..he hadgven Jah many drouhts of his own blood whent she was heldprisoner.
But he also knew how to keep blood away.
He raised his arm to ward the bite from his neck where it would be hard to release her hold from.
He felt her fangs dig into his flesh and felt the nausseating feelingof his blood drain that he had become so failiar with.
He roared -a primal animal sound- and for a moment his eyes closed 'ganst the pain.
Jah was ready and she let her arrow fly.
Hitting him in the chest, piercing his heart.
Nzgul emitted a second scream, more blood chillin in nature. He met Jah's eyes and hs lips formed into a wicked sneer.
He seemed to ignore the feeding Windris for a moment and using his free arm wrenched te shaft from his chest.
He laughed, if possible this ound more horrifying then his screams of pain. He held the shaft like a dagger and raised it to ram it into Windris' collar bone.
SLAM!
Chres leaped like a panther and slammed into Nazgul and Windris both, sending all three sprawling through the sand.
The Wraith grasped the shaft and angrily shoved it into the Dark Rider's optic.
Suddenly Chres went flying through the air...not on his own accord.
Naz laughed and grasped Windris' hair, pulling her to her feet as he rose, not caring her fangs were clapedinhis flesh..draining him.
In his other hand was a scimitar.
Held to the feeding Death Angel's throat, his grip on her strong.
+Now, now, now...looks as if we're in the same position as before.+
Jah lowered her bow, dropping the arrow she had just notched. She was shaking..
Chres rose to his feet.
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