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5/30/2016 2:25:12 PM
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Erik grabs your arm and tosses you across the ring. he stands.
"I don't want you to kill me, but I'm not gonna just roll over."
he raises his weapon again.
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*Mortar lands on his feet, then hurls some iron balls at you*
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Erik lifts his hand the balls stop in mid air then fly back at you.
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*Mortar jumps to the side as his eyes turn black, his pupils crimson* no no no no no. *He lunges at you, sword aimed at your head*
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I duck narrowly avoiding the blade. "what the hell?"
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*He turns around, releasing a barrage of iron balls* You shall not win. [spoiler]Say hello to Gore, the personality trait that Mortar wished he never had. This was him 50 years, give or take a couple, before he met you, and 20,000 years before that[/spoiler]
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*Gore summons two swords, both an unidentifiable color, but glowing with red plasma*
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Erik rolls to the right avoiding most of the heavy objects, but gets clipped by the last one.
