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[Praefectus Screptum]

"At least I do not put myself in a risk like that. And it seems this battle is going to end really soon."

[Sirus]

: "Well, it's not looking good for Adrien."

Gregor couldn't help but feel sorry for the axe-wielding lunatic, despite all of the things he'd done.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"So, Gregor. Who do you think is going to take over? Even if Adrien wins, I don't see him remaining the leader of that group."

[freeformschooler]

: "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Charlotte looked a little too excited by this.

[Furtuka]

"So, Gregor. Who do you think is going to take over? Even if Adrien wins, I don't see him remaining the leader of that group."

Derick glanced uneasily at Daniel and Ami and did his best to look inconspicuous.

[Taricus]

: "Well, I hope you intend to exile yourself immediately, because I did not at all but that may just be due to the fact she never once wore a dress.

And for your nephew's honour, I believe you've already took it from him like a priest. I'd say Chris snapping his neck was a mercy kill compared to the torments he likely suffered under you."

Use a vulnerary, stay put.

[Sirus]

"So, Gregor. Who do you think is going to take over? Even if Adrien wins, I don't see him remaining the leader of that group."

: "I'd say Olison. He took Roy's death far more calmly than I feared he would, not to mention he's the oldest and most experienced of everyone here. I think he could be a good leader, though whether he wants to or not is up to him."

: "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Charlotte looked a little too excited by this.

Gregor raised an eyebrow at Charlotte's antics, but said nothing.

[Blade Master Model 42]

"I'll start looking for work again, like I always do. I spoke to Charlotte about the possibility of forming a small mercenary troop with her. From the sound of it, she's had her fill of current leadership. More importantly, she said she has something she wants to show you." Valor knew a bit more than that, but decided it wasn't his place to say what. "If you don't have other obligations, maybe you'd like to join up? People do like to hire mercenaries in groups, and we'd have a good, diverse skill set..." And I'd like for you to stay around.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris also raised an eyebrow at Charlotte.

"Living vicariously, are we?"

He turned back to Gregor.

"I don't know. Depends on if he's willing to leave Lady Prixima's service or not. I am, because I found a reason to move on, but... well, who knows. Let's say he doesn't. Do you consider yourself part of this group? If so, I think a lot of them would feel more comfortable with you leading."

[freeformschooler]

"I don't know. Depends on if he's willing to leave Lady Prixima's service or not. I am, because I found a reason to move on, but... well, who knows. Let's say he doesn't. Do you consider yourself part of this group? If so, I think a lot of them would feel more comfortable with you leading."

: "Gregor? Leader? Sounds good to me!"

She gave him a thumbs up.

[CrimsonEon]

Ignoring the conversation around him, Olison leaned against a nearby wall, looking onto the battle. His expression was stiffer than ever as he muttered something under his breath.
: _{"How cruelly fitting he would get the chance to fight, when so many others don't."}

[Praefectus Screptum]

"Gregor sounds like a good option..and if this group spreads, I doubt we will keep around here, they will probably tell us to go."

[Sirus]

Gregor gave Chris a grumpy look.

: "You have a way of asking difficult questions, you know that?"

He thought for a few seconds.

: "Yes, I like to think of myself as part of the group. However, I'm waiting to hear more of Charlotte's "Angels" idea before I do anything else. I'm in the Army, don't forget, so technically I'm in Prixima's service as well. Leaving it could be...difficult."

: "Gregor? Leader? Sounds good to me!"

She gave him a thumbs up.

He flushed a little at the vote of confidence.

: "Heh...well, we'll see."

[Haspen]

Sprinkle sprinkle~

Up to 10HP restored

~~Enemy Turn!~~

Torres' face went pale, then red, and then purple, before he managed to say anything.

"I will skin your corpse! I will make his funeral shroud out of your face skin!" With that, he lunged at the young axeman. The bloodthirsty lance again pierced Adrien's body. This time, however, the axe managed to hit the armoured man.

And then it happened.

Adrien almost got away from the spear. Almost. The infuriated Torres attacked from an angle and impaled the axeman on his lance. With momentum, he lifted the spear, keeping Adrien's body up like a grotesque banner. Only after a while of silence - disrupted by Torres' heavy breathing - the lance was lowered and Adrien's corpse landed on the ground.

The castle servants murmured and gossiped for a while before the crowd began to disperse. The wall of soldiers kept the rest of mercenaries away as Torres looked down at Adrien's body, not uttering a word. Seconds turned into a full minute, before Torres lifted his lance, turned around and moved away, mumbling something under his nose, his face twisted in mix of satisfaction and anger.

Only then the soldiers broke the formation.

Hit: 99-15-15-16 = 53
Hit roll: 42, hit!
Damage: 26-1-7 = 18dmg

Adrien counters!
Hit: 86+15-30 = 71
Hit roll: 13, hit!
Damage: 21+1-13 = 9dmg

Torres gets second strike!
Hit: 99-15-15-16 = 53
Hit roll: 44, hit!
Damage: 26-1-7 = 18dmg

Adrien is dead.

~~Chapter 2x Complete~~

[Sirus]

: "..."