[i]David charges at the fallen and jumps up high. A bow forms from his hands, made of void light. Suspended in the air, bow in hand, about to engage ruthless fallen, he felt a sense of serenity. He missed that feeling. All good things must come to an end, and he fired the bow with deadly accuracy hitting a captain, and tethering most of the fallen around it. David lands on the ground and Adara heads straight for the group of fallen unleashes a Fist of Havoc on the ground. Unlike David, she doesn't feel serenity. She never has in her life, she does not know it. Instead she's constantly in an alarmed state, never relaxing, never taking second breaths, always looking behind her back. As she strikes down with full force, all fallen near tethered or not, die. She looks behind her, and as luck would have it a stealth captain was nearing her. She aims her 4th horseman at the captain, waiting for him to get close, but David shoots it dead. [/i] D: That one was mine. A: It's dead. Why take possession over something no longer alive? D: Wow, can I not enjoy myself [i]ever?[/i] Don't murder my joy for Christ's sake.