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The enemies' HP dropped to zero, and they fell, but these guys kept hitting and shooting them until their HP reached -3k. Easy.
Be strong. Believe
Arandor
Posts from The Empire of Reimia (3)
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Arandor
Siverfale
:smile49:
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
kcfgogbfalgfl
Ple-Sen
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Lightning fast
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I'm going for domination next week, just so you know.
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I'm going for domination next week, just so you know.
kcfgogbfalgfl
Happy Life
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Hearing the loud whistle signaling the end of the battle, Latro dramatically blew the smoke off the barrel of his "Goro," spun it a dozen times on his finger, and with a sharp movement, returned it to its holster. At that moment, he felt like a true, untamed gunslinger, but then he looked up at the battlefield, with the swaying figures of allies and opponents, and felt a pang of shame for such an ostentatious display.
- Ahaha... ha... - the guy sheepishly scratched the back of his head, hoping no one had noticed.
He approached Minerva and Gesper with the intention of helping them get to their feet.
- Uh... I apologize for... - he extended his hand. - Are you guys okay?
I HELP THE GIRL FIRST, AND THEN I'LL SEE WHAT HAPPENS
- Ahaha... ha... - the guy sheepishly scratched the back of his head, hoping no one had noticed.
He approached Minerva and Gesper with the intention of helping them get to their feet.
- Uh... I apologize for... - he extended his hand. - Are you guys okay?
I HELP THE GIRL FIRST, AND THEN I'LL SEE WHAT HAPPENS
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
Siverfale
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-This was a very instructive match for both sides. I'm sure that both we and our opponents learned a lot from it - said Parfinora, barely containing her laughter.
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
kcfgogbfalgfl
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Hearing the loud whistle signaling the end of the battle, Lathro dramatically blew the smoke off the barrel of his "Horus," spun it a dozen times on his finger, and with a sharp movement, returned it to its holster. At that moment, he felt like a true, untamed, rogue sharpshooter, but then he looked up at the battlefield, with the swaying figures of allies and opponents, and felt a pang of shame for such a theatrical display.
- Ahaha... ha... - the young man awkwardly scratched the back of his head, hoping no one had noticed.
He approached Minerva and Gesper with the intention of helping them get to their feet.
- Uh... I'm sorry for... - he extended his hand. - Are you okay?
— Ha, — Gesper refused the help and, overcoming the pain in his body, struggled to straighten up, — what an interesting display of nobility after such a cowardly victory. In a fair fight, you probably wouldn't even participate and would run away with your tail between your legs.
— Gesper...
— Well, am I wrong?
Ment
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-- Wow! -- Xenomia was the only thing she could say. And, quietly, she wrote:
-- Now it's clear who has the initiative and tactical options, and they are almost guaranteed to win... Taking out opponents one by one through coordinated group attacks... Especially if there are trees around... An obvious defensive position doesn't help if there are no defensive structures or mines...
-- Now it's clear who has the initiative and tactical options, and they are almost guaranteed to win... Taking out opponents one by one through coordinated group attacks... Especially if there are trees around... An obvious defensive position doesn't help if there are no defensive structures or mines...
Siverfale
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— Ha, — Gesper refused the help and, overcoming the pain in his body, barely managed to straighten up, — what an interesting display of nobility after such a cowardly victory. In a fair fight, they probably wouldn't even participate and would run away, tucking their tails.
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Heroist
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Looks like you guys are having fun there; some came to compete, and they got completely annihilated.
Whatever
Happy Life
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- A fair fight is when two equally matched guys beat each other up with fists or swords, but in our time, these concepts are too vague. During our qualifiers, a projectile hit me on the head from who knows where, and I died – that’s how simple it was, - Latro shrugged. - We are all already dead in one way or another and are just passing the time waiting for the bullet that is destined for us.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
Arandor
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I'm going to the circus!
Be strong. Believe
kcfgogbfalgfl
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- An honest fight is when two equally built guys beat each other with fists or swords, but in our time, these concepts are too vague. During our qualifiers, a projectile hit me on the head from who knows where, and I died – that’s just how it is, - Latro shrugged. - We are all already dead in one way or another and are just spending time waiting for the bullet that is destined for us.
Gespar fell silent when Ogma’s palm slapped him on the back of the head.
— What the…?
— Let’s go already.
Ogma indifferently waves goodbye to Latro and drags the disgruntled Gespar along with her; Minerva politely says goodbye.
Happy Life
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- Good luck, - the city dandy wished the villagers before leaving.
As he left the battlefield, he thought about two things: how lucky he was to be in his position this time, and not in the loser's, and what it would be like if Minerva had been in his class instead of Anelotte. These two thoughts warmed his soul so much that he didn't even notice how he returned to the gathering point at the base.
As he left the battlefield, he thought about two things: how lucky he was to be in his position this time, and not in the loser's, and what it would be like if Minerva had been in his class instead of Anelotte. These two thoughts warmed his soul so much that he didn't even notice how he returned to the gathering point at the base.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.