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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Verbatim" data-source="post: 1988287" data-attributes="member: 15549">The sounds of their battle reached his ears, but his steps did not increase their pace. He could see them in his mind's eye, blades and spells flashing in the broken light, the sharp hiss of the arrows, the sounds of battle and the smell of blood.~They are deadly, to that there is no question...~He had been told the beast would be there, just one of the many things he had learned in a short time, and now it was time to rejoin his companions, time to share with them what he had learned.Reaching under his armor, he pulled the silver harp shaped medallion out and watched as his friends lashed out against the beast and its master from his shadowy view. He could see that the grimlock had taken several serious wounds and had no doubt that the deadly elvish warrior in front of him would finish him off soon.Leaving the beast to him...Closing his eyes as he prepared the spell, he heard the sound of the celestial choir echoing around the room, the strange accoustics distorting the purity of the song slightly. As the prayer rolled off his tongue, he felt the power building inside of him, felt it begging to be released, and when the spell completed he stepped out from the shadows of the room his voice full of rage and his eyes blazing with hatred for the foul creature that was in his presence."No more shall you feast upon the flesh of the helpless. No more shall your gaze strike down those you see. With Finder's might I strike thee and by my strength you shall fall..."As he released the spell, the singing of the choir turned into a shriek of fury and the air around the enraged priest shimmered once and then raced towards the basilisk.</blockquote>

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