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#72
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Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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Acacias lets out a muffled gasp as the blind man crashes through the ceiling, nearly driving a knife into his skull. He does not even have time to register the shock before his soldiers' weapons rake the newcomer with fire, hurling him across the room of the tavern.
Just as he is about to issue another command, for the all to stand down and cease fire, a heavy shot rings from across the room and Acacias is thrown backwards, his right arm blown off at the shoulder.
Even as pain comes in a crushing, dizzy wave, he sends a torrent a theurgy to close the wound. He'll be able to regenerate the limb later, given time.
From where he sits, he screams in Command, "BRING THEM DOWN! NON-LETHAL FORCE ONLY!" Pain is still ravaging him from the impact, and he takes a moment to master it.
The soldiers cast aside their rifles and close on the group, hoisting truncheons.
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 06-22-2011, 11:50 PM
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