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Post by David B. on Oct 22, 2012 20:25:12 GMT -8
David growled as Mathew began to sink. He did what he had to.
Taking in a sharp breath at the rather creepy feeling, air shot down his pants toward his legs, and after compacting there, would explode outward near his ankles, the rocks gripping him blowing upward, hitting David in the jewels as he would soar into the sky. Curled into a ball, he'd hold his manbits as the draft lifted him skyward for a minute
Let the other two scrape elbows for a few minutes. He needed to make sure he didnt have half a moneypurse. Luckily for him, they felt in tact. Just sore. He would come up sitting indian style, and look down at the possible battle below, david now being well out of reach of Leons strike.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 22, 2012 20:29:52 GMT -8
Mathew stumbled forward as David flew up, before the electricity started to blow apart the stone and shocking Mathew yet again. Not that it seemed to stop him. Mathew just full on charged at Leon, the ground violently shaking with each stomping step. A right hook shooting out to hit Leon in the face, while a stone pillar would erupt from his chest tearing through his shirt to slam in to Leon's chest.
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