Fanilly only glanced at the paladin talking to himself for a few moments. Was he admonishing his own actions? She wasn't sure what to make of it, but at the moment it wasn't what mattered. It would be difficult for her to get close to the attack on the other conspirator, at least at the moment, so while there wasn't an opening... she quickly hurried over to the injured Mariah, kneeling beside her. She reached out and was thankful when she could feel the half-giant breathing, making a relieved sigh as she did.

At least nothing worse had happened to her.

The vampire's body bent backwards at Garret's initial attack, moments after slamming into the shields of one of the two knights who had fired the crossbow at him. His crimson eyes seemed to burn with anger as he righted himself, but his grin had also returned with a manic intensity that seemed utterly joyless.

"Die! Die die die die die die die die die die die die diediediediediediedie[i]diediediediediediediediedie[/i]!"

His weapon lashed out with lightning speed, deflecting attacks to strike back with mad fervor. Only to hear something below... he spun to avoid it, but the geyser of water struck his hand, catching two of his fingers in ice. It took only a moment for the vampire to rip his hand back, tearing two of his fingers off in the process. He was now wholly focused on the mage, breaking into a lightning-fast sprint towards him.

Of course, this meant the fight could end with one quick blow...

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"Yes!" Eliabelle nodded excitedly on that note. She'd heard so many stories of the bravery and valor of the hundi, how they were a race of noble warriors who would fight to the bitter end for honor and justice. After all, [i]Fireheart[/i] had gone into just what a hundi's coming of age ritual was like. It had covered, in great detail, how a hundi had to make such a journey in order to be considered an adult. That, and it was just fun to read! "I really want to hear it, Sir Ian!"