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"Well, it looks like Az has your sword," Maya said. "Who has what else?"
Azrael rolled to his hooves. "Yes, it would seem you're learning much." ~~~~~~~~~ Dusty turned to Nightshade. "Since you're here, mayhaps you...
"In that case... Si. If we woke it up, then I will help put it back down." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Maya giggled. "Yeah, roasting his ass is a good...
As they walked, it didn't take long at all for Maya to receive telepathic word and catch up with Dusty. "Nice to meet you," Maya said sweetly to...
Azrael took the blow to his knee and fell, tumbling and rolling onto his back.
"Show me what you think you should do about this." Azrael charged much like a wrecking ball would a building, attempting to ram his chest right...
Azrael oversold the strike, nearly falling on his face.
"You should have." Azrael reached for his head.
Unfortunately, the only sure-fire way to escape a grapple by Azrael is to not get grabbed to begin with. Azrael stood up briefly on his hind legs,...
Azrael followed up immediately, attempting to grab his shoulders.
"I believe we did," Navaja replied, getting closer and sitting next to her bed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Of course, Princess." Dusty followed...
"Si..." Navaja nodded. "Lo siento." ~~~~~~~~~~ Dusty paused momentarily, thinking of an appropriate response. "...Yeah."
Navaja's heart clearly slipped a beat. "Rain. I'm sorry. I don't think Flair..." ~~~~~~~~~ "Excellent. Thank you, your highness. One more...
"I've been better," Navaja replied. "Likely severely concussed, and I remember little from the battle. How about you?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dusty stood...
Maya shrugged. She'd wake him up in a few. He wouldn't be any good in a battle this sleepy, after all.
"Wanna go upstairs and rest up?" Maya suggested.
Navaja cleared his throat. "Rain. I wanted to come see you." ~~~~~~~~~~~ Dusty made his way over to the newly arrived Princesses, bowing to...
Azrael stumbled slightly as his legs were struck. "Good. You're learning."
Az quickly reached forward, grabbing for Blacky's throat. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Navaja slowly staggered through the hospital...
Azrael looked down at Blackened. "When attacking a larger opponent, it's wise to target their legs, take out their base."
