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[Twi]

Maria takes out her sword and stabs it into the ground, using it as a place to rest her book, which begins to glow blue. Of course, neither of the combatants have any injuries to heal yet....

[hops]

The Agent calculated the distance and her speed, and jump up over her, throwing his spear mid-air aiming at her back.

[Vorthon]

The spear lodges in her body armor, hampering her movements. She gets up, some blood oozing down her back, before awkwardly charging back the agent, roaring in rage.

[hops]

The Agent run away as fast as he could, hoping to wait until she bleeds out.

[Twi]

Maria, alas, cannot heal a wound that still has a spear stuck in it.

Though she's not sure she needs to if the faceless one is running away...

[Cassandra]

A tendril snakes over, wrapping around the spear and pulling it from the wound. Then, it pulls the spear to Diaena's hand.

[Twi]

Maria mentally shrugs and heals up the spear wound anyways with a quiet chant. (Volume is not important here.)

[Vorthon]

The Agent run away as fast as he could, hoping to wait until she bleeds out.

She manages to keep up fairly well, her eyes bloodshot with rage.

[hops]

The Agent kept running on into the forest, hopefully with tirelessness typical to an eldritch abomination he might wear her down.

[Vorthon]

Kwykathen keeps up pursuit, running almost entirely on adrenaline at this point, before tripping over a tree root and landing in a jumbled heap.

[Twi]

Maria walks towards Kwykathen, careful to stay out of leaping range.

"Kwykathen? I don't suppose you'd be willing to turn back?"

As she asked that, she continued to heal Kwyk's little bumps and scrapes, having already taken care of the major injury.

[Vorthon]

Kwykathen merely mumbles something about 'abominations of the natural order'.

[Twi]

"Agreed, but I'd rather not waste time trying to kill it if it's running away anyways."

[Caellath]

I enjoy being fully free again. Sadly, if we leave, it won't last.

"Wouldn't like to be inside someone else's body either. Also, I have been considering finding a way of getting both of Ke's personalities into separate bodies. If I find a method of doing it around here, what do you think about the consequences..."

"Also, I thought Ke's kind was created differently for different purposes. Her 'combat' personality still seems to nurture other feelings other than just caring about fighting...She mentioned physical interest, for example."
Barth follows behind Maria while talking to Diaena, slightly embarassed as he mentions the last part.

[hops]

The Agent extended his hand, and the spear slid, like a magnet, to him. He leaned down and grabbed it. It retracted back into a rod.

He screamed in eldritch tongue that chaos is beauty, not abomination.