Falx was blown back by the first fire ball that Arcyakt threw, and into a mass of constructs.
Damn my luck..
He fought hard, and for nearly an hour when everything stopped. Every construct and every dead being simply ended its fight, unwilling as to continue.
"Jonacin.. You lucky bastarde, you've killed him.. And without me"
Falx walked into the town, trying to search for the friends that he once knew.
Perhaps there still here...
(OOC: I'll write my follow up soon)
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“I'm not insensitive, I just don't care.” -Anonymous 
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