[center][color=lightgreen][i][h1]𝓐𝓻𝓽𝓸𝓷 𝓨𝓾𝓵𝓮
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[center][color=ed1c24]HP:[/color] 125 [color=0072bc]MP:[/color] 25 [color=fff79a]STM:[/color] Full [color=662d91]Effects:[/color] None[/center]

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Newbie
Level 1

[color=9e0039]Vitality:[/color] 5
[color=9e0039]Speed:[/color] 3
[color=9e0039]Strength:[/color] 7
[color=9e0039]Endurance:[/color] 7
[color=9e0039]Mana:[/color] 3
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Arton nodded strongly at Rio, they could allow none to get through them. His focus diverted from everything else but the un-dead headed for the princess. His shield raised just underneath his eyes and sword ready to strike, he met the first un-dead by bashing his shield into its torso as it came for them. Anything to slow it down before swinging his blade across the creature's neck in a attempt to quickly decapitate it, these things were best taken out quickly he surmised.

"[color=lightgreen]Ironskin![/color]" He yelled out, strengthening his defense as he didn't want to take any chances right now. It was his sworn duty to protect others as a defender, so he would not so easily fall. His trust was put in the others to take out the remainder of the enemies, knowing that each one was very capable in their own right [color=lightgreen]"I'll take the brunt of the attacks, just do what you can."[/color] He said to Nanda.