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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 679353" data-attributes="member: 1210">PC vs. PC!Alcar is opening his mouth to talk a little more smack, his mace clenched tightly in his raised arm, but Angelfire is just too fast.  The red-skinned Coila-worshiper tumbles in- he's hasted- and attacks, slashing at Alcar twice, drawing scarlet furrows under the half-celestial's robes!  With a mighty roar Alcar strikes back, his mace crashing into Angelfire's shoulder, then his abdomen.  The two press against each other, slashing, clubbing, parrying, dodging.  They press against each other, corps a corps, each straining to throw the other back.  Both are possessed of immense magically augmented strength.  Both are masters of combat.  Both are agents of their God (or Goddess).  Zeebo's still trying to talk them down, shouting over the pounding of their weapons, but it's clearly not gonna work now.  With a curse, he casts charm person on the angel of Galador.  Once it might have had a chance, but that was before Alcar ascended to angelhood.  Now that he's an outsider, the magic doesn't even begin to reach him.Sheva snarls, hastes herself, draws the death knight's greatsword, sprouts another pair of arms and tumbles in to flank Alcar.  "I don't want trouble from you!" Alcar yells."If you're trying to kill my protege you do," Sheva answers grimly.  And in that moment of distraction, while Alcar's eyes have flicked towards her, Angelfire strikes.  He's using the Airsword, so he isn't as expertly trained as he'd prefer, and it feels clumsy in his hands; but he's well-trained in the art of combat, and while Alcar and Sheva are exchanging words he slides the blade into Alcar's groin!  The angel gives a terrific yell, staggering as blood gushes from the now-severed artery, and then Angelfire strikes again, the Airsword piercing a lung.  A third blow skitters off his ribs, drawing blood but not piercing anything vital.*Stumbling back, Alcar heals himself.  All his wounds close.  Angelfire is bleeding from several major wounds himself- and then his eyes widen as he vanishes into invisibility, cast by Zeebo."Stop this!" the Mayor cries.  Still flanking, Sheva attacks for all she's worth, slashing at Alcar's achilles' tendon, cutting for his kidneys, aiming a thrust at his throat.  The angel's bleeding from many wounds again already.  With four arms granted by the cloak she wears, Sheva's attacking with two greatswords. "I don't want to fight you!" Alcar shouts.  "He's evil!  He needs to renounce his evil!"  He heals himself again."I'm evil, too," Sheva snarls, and presses her attack.  She knows it's only the undetectable alignment she casts every night that stopped him from discerning her nature as well.  Angelfire reappears as he attacks too, and the beleaguered Alcar is sorely beset.  "Fine!" the angel shouts.  "We'll finish this another time!"  And with that, he spreads his wings and flees, suffering another minor wound as he moves.  The dust settles around them."Well, crap," says Zeebo.*A very dramatic turn for Angelfire- two crits and one hit! <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> Next Time: Red-Eye the bile beholder barbarian!</blockquote>

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