"Watch your stance, girl." Lan's voice is level, flat, business-like. She's heard this tone of correction dozens of times, if never before pitched to cut through the din of battle. "You're leaving yourself open."
He's yards away, a blur of steel and camouflaged shadow, whirling through forms with the deadly grace earned through years of survival and war. A handful of bat-monster corpses are already scattered around him.
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Re: Not all is as it seems
Date: 2010-06-03 03:38 am (UTC)He's yards away, a blur of steel and camouflaged shadow, whirling through forms with the deadly grace earned through years of survival and war. A handful of bat-monster corpses are already scattered around him.