[h1][b][i][color=#FF0000][center]Guthrie [/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]

[center][color=#FF0000]Location:[/color] Alleyway battle - Shezze
[color=#FF0000]Interacting with:[/color] Everyone[/center]
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It worked. It had actually worked. As the flaming blade cut through the creature of darkness, it's shrieking sounds of horrendous agony piercing Guthrie's ears like needles, it quickly began to evaporate into the darkness it had once come from. Guthrie's heart was pounding heavily, like most battles Guthrie went through - and survived of course -, so it took a moment for him to realize what was happening to him. 

His hands felt like they too were set ablaze!

With an equally loud shout, Guthrie fell to his knees as he dropped the flaming sword and clutched his hands. He had felt the burning embrace of something warm before, like a torch or a newly smithed weapon or tool, but this was something very different. It was as if the flame was made of nothing more than the hottest flame, and now his hands were paying for it. 

[color=#FF0000]"Yes...my hands..."[/color] Guthrie managed to say through gritted teeth to his two newly-found companions, not registering that they each took one of his hands and suddenly...well, did something that made the pain go away. After a few moments, Guthrie could only feel a sort of itching left in his hands, but when he looked at them, they were perfectly fine again. And he instantly knew what they had done. Within seconds, Guthrie had thrown himself up from his kneeling position and taken a few steps away from the twins, looking over and over again at his hands to ensure nothing funny or unexpected had happened to him. [i]Magic...he hated magic...[/i]

It was then that he realized there were more people in that deserted - well, deserted at some point at least - alleyway. The same man he had met in the shop, commenting on his catch; a young girl, possibly just a child; a supposed priest or another type of clergy, and the apparent owner of said sword. Regaining his calm, he lowered his hands and looked at the hooded woman and the alchemist. [color=#FF0000]"I'd like to know that myself, that thing is not meant to wander this close to civilization."[/color]