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HP [color=ff9966]75[/color] MP [color=99cc99]50[/color] Sta [color=ffff99]Full[/color] XP [color=lightblue]38/60[/color][/center]
As the undead approached Arwyn backed away. Not only were her archery skills failing her but now her vision was as well, sight which should've made the darkness as bright as day seemingly worthless in the shadowy depths of the dungeon. With the beasts closing quickly the archer quickly stowed her bow and instead pulled out her twin blades of trusty elven metal while calling the winds to her to push herself back, letting the monsters pass by as she moved out of their way. [color=Silver]([i]Light Step[/i] ability)[/color]

Once the beasts had moved up between herself and the Yule-bidden human Arwyn surged fowards, her blades slashing at them from behind. Having seen Arton's example the elf aimed for the creature's necks, above their golden breastplates where the rotting flesh was exposed and vulnerable. She alternated between the two closest corpses, hitting each in turn to keep them staggered and offbalance as she struck again and again. [color=silver](Flanking melee attacks with [i]Estent Magoli[/i])[/color]