[center][h1][i][b][color=A52A2A]Dremmick Valswei[/color][/b][/i][/h1][/center]
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	Shards of glass went flying by, causing a few cuts, Dremmick tilted his head as one grazed his cheek. He began to walk forward as he spoke, [color=A52A2A]"Vrondi is no king of mine. He is simply a means to an end. [i]You[/i] on the other hand, are just another annoyance in my way."[/color] Dremmick surged forward toward the old lady to intercept Ganymede, using a crimson chain to pull himself in faster. When he got there, he picked up the old woman and using the chain again, zipped back over to Connie and dropped the old woman next to her. He then moved in to engage Ganymede. Mid run he took a swig of the oil from his panacea and drew the old fire dagger, not yet lit, in is left hand. He left his right hand free for his blood magic. As he moved in the bandages exploded off his arm as it turned into a large crimson arm with a large razor sharp clawed hand. This time however, it had a faint silvery glow to it alongside the red mist.