02-24-2020, 04:53 AM
[align=center][div style="width:70%; text-align: justify; padding: 1px; font-family: helvetica;"]Lemy was late. He had been willing to sit the battle out, not keen on repeating the events of the fight with Pluto, but if he sat on his ass any longer he'd probably end up drowning or getting bashed against a rock. He bit back a frustrated scream upon seeing the god's form. What was with these gods and their stupid bird forms? How was he supposed to fight this guy with no ranged attacks and his useless handicapped magic.
Lemy couldn't do anything about Mistrim falling and as much as he disliked Nemhain, he doubted she would let her just splatter on the ground. So, he barrelled onward to the mouth of the cavern, trying to stay away from the water. An occasional flow of water would trip him up and shatter his momentum, but he simply picked himself back up and continued. The scars on his ached with every jolt but he pushed through the pain. Finally, he deemed himself close enough and unsheathed his blade. Calculating the distance, he aimed to throw his dagger at the Captain, trying to strike his center.
health: 70%
attacking: the captain
Lemy couldn't do anything about Mistrim falling and as much as he disliked Nemhain, he doubted she would let her just splatter on the ground. So, he barrelled onward to the mouth of the cavern, trying to stay away from the water. An occasional flow of water would trip him up and shatter his momentum, but he simply picked himself back up and continued. The scars on his ached with every jolt but he pushed through the pain. Finally, he deemed himself close enough and unsheathed his blade. Calculating the distance, he aimed to throw his dagger at the Captain, trying to strike his center.
health: 70%
attacking: the captain