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_____Millie unintentionally set her foot into Duelling Club today. Not sure what she was thinking after one day she facing that wicked snakey girl days prior in this very place and the result not exactly was her best attempt. She huffed, looking around the room which strangely dead with no other soul but her. However, Millie just shrugged it off, maybe they'll come later since it still early to do some physical magical training.
_____And to be perfectly honest, the girl won't be coming here not until her underclassmen asking for her to witnessing their little training. Don't blame Millie if her first reaction was looking at them wide eyes. Two first years, just accepted here for two or three weeks? That was quite high spirit for them, Millie admitted that. Didn't want to let them down, Millie comply their request ... and here she goes now, put an act like a generous upperclassman to helps her cute juniors tests some spell they had learnt.
_____So here she waits, setting some comfortable place in the little to the side of the corner of the room for herself so she can watch in peace without worry she will be the one who become a target. She sat there, loosen her collar robe a little, and puts some sweets she brought secretly inside her pocket into her mouth.
_____And to be perfectly honest, the girl won't be coming here not until her underclassmen asking for her to witnessing their little training. Don't blame Millie if her first reaction was looking at them wide eyes. Two first years, just accepted here for two or three weeks? That was quite high spirit for them, Millie admitted that. Didn't want to let them down, Millie comply their request ... and here she goes now, put an act like a generous upperclassman to helps her cute juniors tests some spell they had learnt.
_____So here she waits, setting some comfortable place in the little to the side of the corner of the room for herself so she can watch in peace without worry she will be the one who become a target. She sat there, loosen her collar robe a little, and puts some sweets she brought secretly inside her pocket into her mouth.
NOTES
ReducioYou guys have 7 days (168 hours) to write your post
Owl me, Millie Ann, your action during that period of time
Remain secretive to not give any clue in your post of your action
Do not use a spell you don't have, BUT
I will not locked your trunk of spells so you can use the new one you've just acquired
Since we're doing unofficial duel, we followed sites rule of min.200 words
Have fun!
give me a lemon and I'll makes us some lemonades
-join if u like pls-
-join if u like pls-
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Word Count: 260
| Mentions: | @Atlas Woodrow | @Millie Ann |
When Xio discovered that the Duelist sign-ups were already full, disappointment weighed heavily on her—but not enough to stop her. She submitted her application anyway, hoping that a last-minute opening might appear. As fate would have it, she soon ran into Atlas, who was also applying. Xio’s disappointment vanished at once, replaced by an infectious spark of excitement. Without hesitation, she challenged him to a duel.
It was admittedly rather unfair of her to challenge him and then task him with finding someone responsible enough to ensure they didn’t accidentally kill each other. Still, Atlas was a reliable friend—and, as a pleasant byproduct, his involvement left Xio positively thrilled. Once she had secured her place in the Dueling Club, Xio hurried over to the dueling area and waved enthusiastically at Millie, the upperclassman who had so graciously sacrificed her time to keep the two overexcited fledglings from setting each other ablaze.
“Hi, Millie! Thank you for hosting this again for us!” Xio called, her grin widening as she stepped closer. Then she turned toward Atlas, eyes shining with anticipation. “And Atlas—I hope you’re ready for this!”
Her words carried all the force of a formal declaration of war. With renewed determination, Xio removed her robe and tossed it onto a nearby bench. She rolled up her sleeves, adjusted her stance, and climbed onto the dueling podium. Once there, she squared her shoulders and raised her chin, looking every inch the confident duelist—even if the barely contained excitement in her expression suggested she was having far too much fun already.
OOC Notes: thank you thank you thank you so much Millie :3
. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.|Stamina ★ 5 | Evasion ★ 6 | Strength ★ 3 | Wisdom ★ 8 | ArcPower ★ 7 | Accuracy ★ 6 |. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.
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"You look like you need some Pixy Stixs! Want one?"
Fresh yet Fierce
Dialogue, Thoughts
IC date: September 27, 2026
Location: Duelling Club
Time: Morning
Mentioning: @Xio Arcana, @Millie AnnWord Count: 306For once, Xio hadn't dragged him by ear to some place he had no business being at. When she had challenged him to this duel, his first impulse was to politely decline, sure that she'd smite him into a thousand pieces. Perhaps it was the thrill of standing on the duelling stage that was so irresistible, but he found himself nodding enthusiastically.
During the previous weeks, Atlas had immersed himself into a multitude of books, some containing knowledge taught beyond his year. He'd learned nothing too crazy, of course, but he was sure to have a few tricks up his sleeve. That was something he avoided mentioning to Xio. His odds already weren't so great, considering his background was completely devoid of magic, so he'd take any advantage he could get.
Atlas entered the heavy oak doors only a few strides after Xio, eyes immediately falling onto Millie, the girl who'd be supervising their little battle. The boy gave the upperclasswoman a polite smile followed by a small nod, before making his way onto the duelling podium. He imagined there were at least a million better ways to spend a Sunday morning as opposed to watching first years' pathetic attempts at hexing one another, but she had agreed to it, nonetheless.
"And Atlas—I hope you’re ready for this!" boomed the voice of the typical, loud and overconfident Xio Arcana. Her words echoed across the empty room, triumphant as if she already won.
Though he'd grown to tolerate Xio's presence, not that he had a choice, irritation plagued him whenever she came crashing into his peaceful life. The girl was the textbook definition of chaos, personified.
Of course, none of those thoughts reached his face. Atlas smiled, one more playful than he'd ever smiled in his life and meant to match hers. "No need to hope, Xio."
Stamina: 8 | Evasion: 2 | Strength: 4 | Wisdom: 6 | Arcane Power: 9 | Accuracy: 6
Impartial | Y2 Ability | Y3 Ability
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Round 1 Result
Reducioxio incedio atlas
incendio wdc[9]~ d20[18] + 8 = 26 > 9 [success!]
xio acc~ d20[18] + 6 = 24
atlas eva~ d20[20] + 2 = 22 < 24 [hit!]
damage~ 50 + AP[7] × 15 = 155
duration~ d6[6] = aflame for 2 rounds
-atlas suffers -155 HP extra -40 HP for 2 rounds-
atlas flipendo xio
flipendo wdc[9]~ d20[12] + 6 = 18 > 9 [success!]
atlas acc~ d20[3] + 6 = 9
xio eva~ d20[4] + 6 = 10 > 9 [miss!]
-xio's safe-
_____Looking at how eager the two first-years before her about their first duel, Millie then begin their match without any further do. The girl named Arcana started it first, as fiery as she is even when she opened the door of this room. Opening this session with Incendio as she pointed her wand toward the boy. It hit just right! Aflame in front of their eyes. Widen her eyes, Millie straighten her back, carefully checking her opponent's condition if anytime he will collapse. But thank goodness, he's fine. Poor him. In his very session already fired up by Arcana although his dodge pretty good enough in Millie's watching eyes.
_____Now time for the boy, Woodrow, to show his claw. He released Flipendo out of his wand, the most likely favourite spell for first and second years to used. But, oof, he missed it. Arcana dodges it just in perfectly time, makes the jinx only hit the poor wall just a few distance from where Millie watched them. The older girl unconsciously shifts her position farther toward the centre of the room, still remembering the old wounds she have had with the exact same spell a moment prior.
_____"Alright, guys, that's for round one! Excellent!" Millie stood up, smiling at Arcana and glanced warily at Woodrow, "You okay? Still good for the next round?"
_____Now time for the boy, Woodrow, to show his claw. He released Flipendo out of his wand, the most likely favourite spell for first and second years to used. But, oof, he missed it. Arcana dodges it just in perfectly time, makes the jinx only hit the poor wall just a few distance from where Millie watched them. The older girl unconsciously shifts her position farther toward the centre of the room, still remembering the old wounds she have had with the exact same spell a moment prior.
_____"Alright, guys, that's for round one! Excellent!" Millie stood up, smiling at Arcana and glanced warily at Woodrow, "You okay? Still good for the next round?"
NOTES
ReducioYou guys have 7 days (168 hours) to write your post
Owl me, Millie Ann, your action during that period of time
Remain secretive to not give any clue in your post of your action
Do not use a spell you don't have, BUT
I will not locked your trunk of spells so you can use the new one you've just acquired
Since we're doing unofficial duel, we followed sites rule of min.200 words
Have fun!
give me a lemon and I'll makes us some lemonades
-join if u like pls-
-join if u like pls-
Fresh yet Fierce
Dialogue, Thoughts
IC date: September 27th 2026
Location: Duelling Club
Time: Morning
Mentioning: @Xio Arcana, @Millie AnnWord Count: 310As the Knockback Jinx left his wand, he felt a warm sensation throbbing at his chest and back.
He was aflame.
Spells didn't move that fast. Or at least, he didn't think they did. Xio probably knew better, since she was clearly the experienced one here. She also remained standing much to Atlas' disdain—his Knockback Jinx had missed.
Déjà vu clouded his head. Memories of water balloon fights every summer and snowball fights during winters, where he'd always end up drenched in water or snow. He'd forgotten how awful he was at dodging anything coming from less than a mile away. Perhaps that's what built him such a high pain tolerance. If every spell from Xio's wand was destined to hit him, so be it. It'll take more than a little flame to take him down.
Speaking of that "little" flame, he winced as fresh burns began to repeatedly stab at his body.
"You okay? Still good for the next round?"
Atlas nodded at Millie, refusing to let his face contort out of agony. Then, he positioned himself to face Xio. What is she going to do next? And of course, that question was impossible to answer if one was referring to Miss Xio Arcana.
Chaos personified. He'd thought that of her since he first laid eyes on her. The girl was absolutely unpredictable and Atlas hated it. In the next round, she could set him ablaze again. Or she could hurl a Knockback Jinx of her own and it would hit him square in the chest as if to gloat over his failure to target her properly. Perhaps she'd turn him into an ugly toad for funsies, since she already was the sure winner of this match. He could see Xio doing all three of those things. At the same time, as well.
What am I doing, I don't even know what I'm going to do next...
Stamina: 8 | Evasion: 2 | Strength: 4 | Wisdom: 6 | Arcane Power: 9 | Accuracy: 6
Impartial | Y2 Ability | Y3 Ability
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Word Count: 460
| Mentions: | @Atlas Woodrow | @Millie Ann |
𝚇𝚒𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚘, 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚏, 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍—𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜’𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎.
𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚜. 𝙳𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛; 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎.
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚍𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚁𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚢—𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔.
𝚇𝚒𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝚄𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎.
𝙸𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝, 𝚇𝚒𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚁𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎—𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚐—𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗. 𝙽𝚘, 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚗.
𝚂𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢, 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚍—𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚇𝚒𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏—𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚛. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜, 𝚞𝚗𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎.
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝, 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙵𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍. 𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢.
𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚇𝚒𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎—𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚘. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢.
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Round 2 Result
Reducioatlas rictusempra xio
rs wdc[9]~ d20[16] + 6 = 22 > 9 [success!]
atlas acc~ d20[9] + 6 = 15
xio eva~ d20[9] + 6 = 15 [impaired hit!]
damage~ 50 + AP[9] × 15 = 185/2 = 92.5
duration~ d6[3] 1 round
-xio suffers -92.5 HP extra -12.5 HP for 1 round and -1 ACC debuff-
xio bullarum immortalem atlas
bi wdc[9]~ d20[12] + 8 = 20 > 9 [success!]
xio acc~ d20[4] + 6 = 10
atlas eva~ d20[20] + 2 = 22 > 10 [miss!]
-atlas's safe-
_____Millie felt a sudden changed of atmosphere around her. Woodrow has become even quieter than before, while the other hand Arcana suddenly switched her personality from overly excited, bubbly girl to serious, full of awareness girl. Furrowing her brow as she was unsure what was just happened between these two, Millie proceeded to the next round anyway, hoping that nothing worse would happen.
_____Woodrow took a first bite now, gripped his wand and pointed it toward his opponent, then threw Rictusempra ahead. Not sure how or when the boy knew that spell since Millie herself just learnt it not long ago, but Millie appraised him inwardly with that secret under his sleeve. And even more surprisingly, it hit Arcana. Not because she forgot to move her body to dodge the spell, but she moved just in the same time as Woodrow's wand flew that tickling charm up to her. If only she moved faster, she would be safe from it. Thus, the room once again boomed by Arcana hysterical laughed voice.
_____Yet, the girl still need to releases her move too. So there she goes, letting out Bullarum Immortalem, a bubble-producing spell as her support moves. Alas, it missed with quite a gap. Maybe because she still in effect with her laughter so her focus was distracted. Or is it just Woodrow taking advantage of his new chance of light although there's still a little remaining of his Incendio wound lingering stubbornly on him. Who knows. Millie couldn't even recognized who is these two anymore.
_____Woodrow took a first bite now, gripped his wand and pointed it toward his opponent, then threw Rictusempra ahead. Not sure how or when the boy knew that spell since Millie herself just learnt it not long ago, but Millie appraised him inwardly with that secret under his sleeve. And even more surprisingly, it hit Arcana. Not because she forgot to move her body to dodge the spell, but she moved just in the same time as Woodrow's wand flew that tickling charm up to her. If only she moved faster, she would be safe from it. Thus, the room once again boomed by Arcana hysterical laughed voice.
_____Yet, the girl still need to releases her move too. So there she goes, letting out Bullarum Immortalem, a bubble-producing spell as her support moves. Alas, it missed with quite a gap. Maybe because she still in effect with her laughter so her focus was distracted. Or is it just Woodrow taking advantage of his new chance of light although there's still a little remaining of his Incendio wound lingering stubbornly on him. Who knows. Millie couldn't even recognized who is these two anymore.
NOTES
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𝚇𝚒𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜’𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔. 𝙼𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚜.
𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚏 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚣𝚎𝚗, 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔. 𝙰 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙 𝚐𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍—𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛.
“𝚆-𝚆𝚊𝚒𝚝—𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜!” 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍. “𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞—𝚊𝚑! 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚙, 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙!”
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝙸𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚍. 𝚇𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛.
𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚎, 𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜. 𝚇𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.
“𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜, 𝚢𝚘𝚞—𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞—?” 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚜. “𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔!”
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛. 𝙸𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍—𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢—𝚏𝚞𝚗.
𝙼𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚝. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜.
𝙷𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝? 𝙾𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍. 𝙷𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝.
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛. 𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚝. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝, 𝚇𝚒𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚞𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎.
𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍.
“𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚎,” 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍. “𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝’𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢…”
𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚌𝚎, 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚝. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚊𝚠, 𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍.
𝙰 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍. “𝚈𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝!”
OOC Notes: YOU SNEAK!
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