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[hr][right][color=0A638A][b]First Floor[/b]
[sub]Late Morning[/sub][/color][/right][hr]
[indent]Oben whistled an impressed tune after getting over the initial shock. He eyed the beast with pity, shaking his head solemnly as he sauntered towards it. [color=0A638A][b]"Must be painful,"[/b][/color] he murmured, thinking of all the ways he could ease the kobold tremendous pain. Which deathblow would make its life and death seamlessly intertwined? One moment it was breathing in agony, the next would be a rather perfect, eternal slumber. 

He pulled back his nodachi in a formal stance, jutted forwards, and extended the blade aiming for its head. Whether it was a clean strike or just another messy blow would be up to how quick kobold reacted.[color=0A638A][b]"Don't struggle, I know it hurts."[/b][/color] [/indent]