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[color=#dde0c7]"Aaahh!!!"

"Aaahh!!!"

"Aaahh!!!"[/color]

There were several works of literature that were considered to be masterpieces among humankind, being unafraid to bare the very essence of the complex and fragile soul beneath every man. Octavio, talented in theater and theatrics, well versed in many of the past century´s most renown plays and legends, was quite proficient in employing language to suit the occasion. It is then perhaps confusing as to why all three of him decided that screaming was the best course of action. Or was the confusion a part of his strategy? 

Having a magician specialized in deterrents probe your mind was certainly an interesting experience. Especially for someone so accustomed to always making the first move or taking the boldest actions when dealing with others. Is this how women felt like when his pickup lines failed? [color=#dde0c7][i]No no,[/i][/color] he told himself, [color=#dde0c7][i]I can take a hint, plus I´m hot.[/i][/color] And so it was that he was extremely uncomfortable and irritated at the current situation, and why he had decided to opt for the... louder approach in the middle of so many speeches and curses being flung from both sides. 

All three of him sprinted and hopped around the surrounding mess to ruthlessly pounce on the magician that had been tasked with targeting him. She had to probe around his sight magic, which involved determining the ¨gaps¨ in sight rather than what was seen, no doubt an action requiring of some heavy concentration. All three of him curved in their trajectories, with center Octavio and left Octavio even swapping roles halfway to their intended target. An actor must know how to conceal various props, and while his weapons were exposed for the world to see he still managed to flourish them with a lighting fast grace. The three sets of daggers and short swords that had always been present glimmered threateningly for a brief moment.

He wasn´t primarily invested in combat, but when there were three of you and you were Octavio it made for an opponent that quickly made you want to pull your hair out. As the world´s fencing and chess champions often say, the hardest opponent is a beginner. Two opponents will always wish to create the best possible moves in any strategic game, but when one is incapable of this it rapidly creates an environment of chaos and confusion where anything can happen regardless of skill level. Taking that logic, what would happen if a moderate level player were to intentionally devote themselves to messing the game as much as possible, even perfecting buffoonery into a tangible skill?

It was at that moment that three Octavios all flung their daggers at the man with the accuracy of someone who´s spent a decent portion of their life betting gold on knife tossing games and winning.

[color=#dde0c7]"Bullseye!"[/color] shouted the first Octavio, his dagger having penetrated the magician´s body deep enough turn him into a human wine bottle. 

[color=#dde0c7]"I´d like to see that granny do the same!"[/color] answered the second, no doubt offended by Syella´s just as cocky antics and prideful of his aim.

[color=#dde0c7]"Chres!"[/color]

The third one shouted much louder than the other two, his smile overtaken by severe concern. He ran towards his ally in a mad dash that was oblivious to his surroundings. The other two continued to circle around their new pincushion with unchanged expressions. Their swords swiped from safe distances, amassing a collection of gashes and scrapes and injuries of all levels around the magician´s body. They were doing what they do best in combat, fighting like cowards. Their chaotic movements were emphasized by the feigning of silliness and nonchalance to further taunt and bewilder their foe. It was safe to say that it created the illusion of underestimating the fight. Being an illusionist was an art, one that surpassed just knowing magic.[/color]