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04-09-2008, 02:49 PM
*D-winder bared his teeth while still having Saraneth clasped in his teeth, his eye was bleeding profusedly yet he paid no heed, the fur on the side of his body began to spark red pulsating free magic and the air around them held a constant acidity as he collar around D-winder's neck was struggling to keep his Free Magic in check.*
*D-winder's voice changed to that of a dark demon. It was vivid and hoarse like that of bear yet demonic in nature*
D-winder: I am the Guardian of the Abhorsen, which you so hold in your hand. It is my duty to protect his life. If you still wish to taint his body with your vamperic starch. I will kill you. *He gave Aros a slight nod of the chin hopeing she would understand that she needed to remove his collar*
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