IC: Empatheias Mailbox

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Recipient: Lloyd Irving
Alignment: Elios
Homeworld: Sylverant (Aselia)

(OOC: Please leave a date for when this mail is being sent to Lloyd. Kthxbai.)

Comments

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Just don't get hit!

[Zelos is the only one who can heal! If something happens, Lloyd doesn't have any gels or life bottles, not anymore.

As it is, he runs forward with his fire sword in his right hand, making a full arc with the weapon as he jumps up to strike. The weapon sort of sticks in between two eyes as the dwarven-imbued fire element strikes at the same time.

The monster lets out a ferocious yell and tendrils like vines pop out on either side of the things face.]

What the hell is this thing supposed to be copying?!

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Nothing pretty, that's for sure.

[With the end of his spell, a large sword falls from the sky to strike it, electrocuting it shortly after.]

Maybe we should do a combo!

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[Lloyd jumps back, out of the reach of the tendrils to stand a few feet away from Zelos. He's crouched, in case he has to run and he looks at his friend from the corner of his eye.]

What did you have in mind? We need to do this quick or I think our time in the Shadow Temple is going to be more fun.