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"— It seems my lord wasn't good enough for my lady, alas." — Alcira smirked as the flower lout, for the umpteenth time and this time finally from Alaria's blow, face-planted into the sand.
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"- I don't want to eat from the same plate as you, can I have another? Otherwise, I agree - after all, we have no plans to destroy you, only to domesticate you."
"— Fair enough, one shouldn't share a dining hall with the cockroaches in their own eyes. Tell me, Luciferia, are there festivities in your kingdom similar to this one? Perhaps you celebrate your ruler's Day even more lavishly?"
05.03.297 — a brawl in honor of Deus Mariarnelia's birthday
Round 12
Bleeding Lorican retreated and took a sip of a healing potion.
Orvald retreated in the opposite direction and blew his horn, which displeased Tarantos, Gingkink, and Jason.
As for me, seeing the bleeding Lorican, I decided to repeat that trick with his comrade Gingkink. The Knight of the Crushing Blow eventually also began to suffer from blood loss. Zephyr, meanwhile, stayed in place. I didn't want to bother the pegasus over trifles when we were comfortable.
Axel, Whitecalm, and Tarantos were changing positions. Gingkink was moving parallel to them, except he also had to waste time on healing. Gong