Eternal
You’ve got one chance…
You move your slam the back of your head into Semra’s face. You’re fairly certain you at least hurt the side of her face even if you didn’t manage to break her nose.
You pull out your dagger and attempt to follow up your attack, but Semra has already jumped back out of your reach.
“Foreplay is it? Okay then!” Semra says and pulls out her own weapon.
The pair of you clash which results in several light scratches and superficial wounds for both of you all within the course of a few minutes. Semra is playing with you, but you’re not playing anymore, and the next time you’re able, you cast a lightning bolt at her, though she blocks it with her own magic field.
“Enough! I’m not here to kill you, you id…” Semra starts to say, but you’re done listening to her and press forward with another attack. Semra casts a holding spell at you in attempt to stop your advance, but you’re not a sixteen-year-old apprentice anymore. You feel the affects and it slows you down, but with your own magic you shake off the affects and tackle Semra to the floor.
“Nice to see you’ve learned, but you still don’t know shit compared to me!” Semra exclaims and she drops her guard completely which results in you stabbing her in the stomach, however she puts her hands to her mouth and with a blowing motion some sort of gas emanates and you are hit directly in the face with it.”
Poisonous gas always has been something you’ve been a little susceptible to, even if the poison itself isn’t enough to kill you, it’s still enough to cause you discomfort and gag. This is no exception, but it’s a little worse this time.
You roll off of Semra gagging. You start coughing up blood, though you can’t see that you are, because the gas has completely blinded you. In between the coughing you go back to trying to grab at Semra who is having her own problems with a dagger in her stomach.
“Let me go you fucking crazy…” Semra starts to say, but your wild swings and grabs connect with her mouth, unfortunately this also results in a bite from her. You manage to avoid losing a couple of fingers completely by blindly (and luckily) connecting your other fist with her face. You’re blind and still having breathing difficulties but you manage to wrap your hands around Semra’s neck.
“Get OFF of me!” Semra says and you feel a burning heat engulf your head. You scream and futilely try to beat the flames out that are now destroying your face.
“And I’m sure that will have alerted the guards.” You hear Semra say as she manages to crawl away from you at last.
“I came here to fucking help you! As I ALWAYS do! (Sigh) Fuck…my stom…(groan) y’know what? I’m done with trying to help you, you’ve never been grateful and I can see you never will be. You’ll always be short sighted and never learn from your mistakes. I can do this without your help and you wouldn’t be much good in your current condition anyway. Might as well carry out Mortimer’s original assignment. Hope that effeminate little fop has gotten away by now.”
You are still howling in pain and making incoherent groans, but you try to focus on healing yourself. It isn’t to be however. Healing such grievous wounds would take time and that isn’t time you have right now.
Semra finishes you off by giving her dagger back to you, which results in it going through your neck.
You move your slam the back of your head into Semra’s face. You’re fairly certain you at least hurt the side of her face even if you didn’t manage to break her nose.
You pull out your dagger and attempt to follow up your attack, but Semra has already jumped back out of your reach.
“Foreplay is it? Okay then!” Semra says and pulls out her own weapon.
The pair of you clash which results in several light scratches and superficial wounds for both of you all within the course of a few minutes. Semra is playing with you, but you’re not playing anymore, and the next time you’re able, you cast a lightning bolt at her, though she blocks it with her own magic field.
“Enough! I’m not here to kill you, you id…” Semra starts to say, but you’re done listening to her and press forward with another attack. Semra casts a holding spell at you in attempt to stop your advance, but you’re not a sixteen-year-old apprentice anymore. You feel the affects and it slows you down, but with your own magic you shake off the affects and tackle Semra to the floor.
“Nice to see you’ve learned, but you still don’t know shit compared to me!” Semra exclaims and she drops her guard completely which results in you stabbing her in the stomach, however she puts her hands to her mouth and with a blowing motion some sort of gas emanates and you are hit directly in the face with it.”
Poisonous gas always has been something you’ve been a little susceptible to, even if the poison itself isn’t enough to kill you, it’s still enough to cause you discomfort and gag. This is no exception, but it’s a little worse this time.
You roll off of Semra gagging. You start coughing up blood, though you can’t see that you are, because the gas has completely blinded you. In between the coughing you go back to trying to grab at Semra who is having her own problems with a dagger in her stomach.
“Let me go you fucking crazy…” Semra starts to say, but your wild swings and grabs connect with her mouth, unfortunately this also results in a bite from her. You manage to avoid losing a couple of fingers completely by blindly (and luckily) connecting your other fist with her face. You’re blind and still having breathing difficulties but you manage to wrap your hands around Semra’s neck.
“Get OFF of me!” Semra says and you feel a burning heat engulf your head. You scream and futilely try to beat the flames out that are now destroying your face.
“And I’m sure that will have alerted the guards.” You hear Semra say as she manages to crawl away from you at last.
“I came here to fucking help you! As I ALWAYS do! (Sigh) Fuck…my stom…(groan) y’know what? I’m done with trying to help you, you’ve never been grateful and I can see you never will be. You’ll always be short sighted and never learn from your mistakes. I can do this without your help and you wouldn’t be much good in your current condition anyway. Might as well carry out Mortimer’s original assignment. Hope that effeminate little fop has gotten away by now.”
You are still howling in pain and making incoherent groans, but you try to focus on healing yourself. It isn’t to be however. Healing such grievous wounds would take time and that isn’t time you have right now.
Semra finishes you off by giving her dagger back to you, which results in it going through your neck.
