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[b][u]POV:[/u] Viera Versul
[sub]Dhadan Forest, County of Dunric[/sub][/b]

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The strange psionic energy resounded in a thundering ‘[b]crack[/b]’, sending three of the tallest pines at the edge of the forest to splinter before being sent hurling at the two combatants. Viera blinked for a moment, distracted by the event for a brief second despite knowing very well that her attention [i]should[/i] have remained on her opponent. Her father’s stern voice echoed in her mind, lecturing her to be aware of her surroundings and be mindful of her opponent. 

	[i]That’s not norm—[/i]

She could feel her body twinge in pain as she took a swift punch to the stomach before she felt her body being grappled before it plummeted to the ground. She knew without her guard to protect the strange girl Marlowe wanted to protect that the white-haired orderling was going to be back to chasing her down. As the cracking of the timber indicated the trees were nearly on her made her cringe in anticipation of what was to come. She would not be able to dodge in time.

	[i]Infinity help me.[/i]

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[b][u]POV:[/u] Grifor Lathil // Lathilos
[sub]Dhadan Forest, County of Dunric[/sub][/b]

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	[color=silver][i]“Are you going to let the trees crush her, father?”[/i][/color]

The young voice sent shivers into Grifor’s mind as he shook his head. If it wasn’t one thing, it was another.

The old man sighed— he should’ve used this to capitalize but he [i]couldn’t[/i]. He scowled as he pushed forward as he spun his hammer around before slamming it against the bark of the psionically enhanced trees. 
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Grifor gritted his teeth as he put all of his aura and body into it— bracing his back, shoulders, and hammer against the falling trees. The girl should’ve been more aware of her environment, but she was but a child and this war of theirs was new to her despite several months of accompanying that fool Marlowe. She would learn, he was sure, he had no wish of her to meet such a dishonorable fate. As his eyes moved left he nearly couldn’t believe the irony; he had not been the only one to brace the girl from the psionically-charged trees as evident from the sight of Marlowe who had done the same exact action as him. Their intentions were likely different, but their honor was the same. In the thick of it, Lathilos let out a chuckle at the sheer irony of the situation.

Marlowe narrowed his brows before he called out to her, [b]“Viera!”[/b]

[b]“Move!”[/b] Grifor shouted as he struggled against the weight of 

As the cyan-haired female moved out of way of the falling trees, he gave Marlowe a look as he put all of his energy back into the shoulders and hammer in a quick push to throw the trees back. If Marlowe had any sense he would’ve done the same so they could’ve gone back to their confrontation on equal footing.