originally posted in:The New Dojo
The man turned around, looking down at the Aardwolf, a rather sick, twisted grin upon his face. It will be [i]his hunt.[/i]
"No. You are the foul beast that must be hunted. I saw those tendrils, the Arcane clearly flows from you."
He pointed the rifle right down to its head, finger on the trigger. This was a grand facsimile created by Ghiaccio, just for an excuse to kill things and hide his identity.
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*Aardwolf "N-No!" *She backs away, trembling with fear. The aura suddenly starts glowing brightly as the tendrils become clearly visible.* *Aarwolf "Gah!!! Orange is back!!!"
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"The Arcane might be trying to defend you hmm?" He said, pointing the rifle to her right hind leg and firing it off, the Quicksilver shot would be intended to cripple it.
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*The tendrils suddenly wrap around her and glow extremely bright, the bullet ricocheting off of them.* [spoiler]You're literally attacking the one character I made to be attacked... Well, I didn't make her to be attacked... I made her to be cute and pitiful...[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Pity is the last thing this guy has.[/spoiler] The man got aggravated at that and thrust the Rifles Bayonet forward in an attempt to stab its back.
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[spoiler]Exactly. That's why she isn't just a powerless talking aardwolf. If she was then she wouldn't last a day in this place.[/spoiler] *The bayonet glances off the tendrils harmlessly.*
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He got even more pissed off and dropped the rifle, two handing the blade and swinging it wildly at the aardwolf. This aggravated him too much, why wasn't he able to do anything!?
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*When the blade hits the glowing orange ball, it's sent flying into the window of a nearby bar.*