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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Mark Chance" data-source="post: 1201339" data-attributes="member: 2795">Cassius glanced down from the rooftop at the soon to be soup bystander. "Whoa, that can't be good . . . interesting though - I wonder what it's like to be a turtle," Cassius said, then added quietly, "I can't believe I said that out loud."With that said, Cassius concentrated on the new bodyguard and tried to slow him down, all the while trying to stay hidden.Randir frowns at the zombies. Undeads... just too bad I can't add some Hardheads to my list."You really want to taste my blade?"Randir start to swing his blade over his head, gaining some speed in his swing, than unleash it on all the Hardheads near him, and he cuts a swath through another knot of zombies. They fall like a house of cards before a strong wind. Randir leaves them behind, tumbling near Azaziel and his bodyguard.Looking at Azaziel bodyguard, Randir says, "Now, let's see what you worth.""By all means," the bodyguard growls, but his voice is distorted, somewhat slurred. His movements also seem sluggish. "Let's."Deciding not to reveal any of his tricks just yet, Tendak rushes forward and leaps over the Hardheads and Azaziel.As he moves towards the mage, he rhymes, "From standing to prone, accompanied by a painful groan." Landing behind him, Tendak flashes Azaziel a predatory smile. "Let's face it, you should stick to transmutations instead of poems." Tendak then lashes out with his foot, attempting to kick the mage's legs out from under him. Azaziel looks most undignified as he flies into a semi-circle and crunches shoulder-first into the cobbles.Again Reaper waves his hand and speaks the words of power to send mental energies to assault the mind, but this time the Lightning Axe is the target. Azaziel's bodyguard grits his teeth against the assault. Pain is visible on his features, but it seems he escaped the attack no worse for the wear.The zombies split into two groups, one heading toward the Reaper while the other four rush Randir. The Doomguard again proves to nimble for the clumsy undead. The Reaper cannot help but notice that he'll be mobbed by five zombies in short order."Shall we dance?" says Azaziel's bodyguard to Randir. "I shall lead!"The electrified axe lashes out, sparks flying, the smell of ozone thick in the air, describing a deadly arc. Randir knows that this foe is one of some skill, and it is only Randir's years of battle experience (and perhaps the effects of Cassius's temporal distortion) that allow him to avoid the bodyguard's attack.From the ground where his robes have been muddied, Azaziel's eyes flash daggers at Tendak. The sorcerer waves a hand dismissively."You are nothing but a flea! Fly away from me!"Tendak feels a powerful magical force grip him as Azaziel slides agilely to his feet just as Thanatos attacks.OOC: Opposed STR check against DC 35 (!) to avoid being telekinetically grappled.While swinging his sword downwards, Thanatos turns to his insult-hurling buddy. "Do you fine gentlemen often try to inflate your egos? Just kill eachother and be done with it."Thanatos's powerful weapon strikes true against Azaziel, but cannot pierce the sorcerer's protective field.OOC: Next round!Initiatives:34 - Cassius31 - Randir27 - Tendak18 - The Reaper17 - 23 Zombie "Hardheads" - A dozen are down.17 - Lightning-Axe Hardhead - Slowed.13 - Azaziel - 1 hit.12 - Thanatos</blockquote>

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