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Re: Mino (Prinny #471)
She followed Rolas' advice, coming in low with the spear, which surprised her and allowed her to score a debilitating hit, the blade of her spear passing through the Werewolf's thigh and back across it's chest as she spun, her momentum allowing her to continue spinning away from the almost immediately downed clone. It wasn't wounded as such, but it certainly acted like it, now limping and recoiling, red spots showing where she had struck, glowing softly. As her spin carried her away, Mino was struck by a paw from behind, feeling the pain of claws tearing at her back and through her shirt, but no real wound was caused, her back showing angry red claw marks glowing softly. But it had felt real... The third creature had continued to try and get close, but after seeing how badly injured the first had been, it kept it's distance, trying to get behind her the entire time, wary eyes on the spear in her hands.
Mino 18
WW 1 3
Crit WW 1 1/3 HP, Slowed
WW 1 2
Mino 11
Swing and a miss
WW 2 15
Mino 12
Hit Mino 4/5 HP
WW 3
Waiting.
WW 1 3
Crit WW 1 1/3 HP, Slowed
WW 1 2
Mino 11
Swing and a miss
WW 2 15
Mino 12
Hit Mino 4/5 HP
WW 3
Waiting.
She followed Rolas' advice, coming in low with the spear, which surprised her and allowed her to score a debilitating hit, the blade of her spear passing through the Werewolf's thigh and back across it's chest as she spun, her momentum allowing her to continue spinning away from the almost immediately downed clone. It wasn't wounded as such, but it certainly acted like it, now limping and recoiling, red spots showing where she had struck, glowing softly. As her spin carried her away, Mino was struck by a paw from behind, feeling the pain of claws tearing at her back and through her shirt, but no real wound was caused, her back showing angry red claw marks glowing softly. But it had felt real... The third creature had continued to try and get close, but after seeing how badly injured the first had been, it kept it's distance, trying to get behind her the entire time, wary eyes on the spear in her hands.