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[right][color=6D9Db2][b]First Floor[/b]
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From his lowered stance, Castor watched as the kobold blindly charged at him with a leaping attack. From Castor’s position, he was ready to receive such a direct and linear attack. He wouldn’t take any chances against the wildly swinging monster. Leaping back, Castor extended his spear and raised it against the oncoming kobold bracing the butt of the spear against the dungeon floor. Hopefully, the weight and momentum of the already airborne kobold would impale itself on the spear. As the kobold landed, Castor released his spear in a fluid movement and deftly drew his shortsword. The shortsword in his arms looked like a glaive as it cut through the air at the neck of the hopefully immobilized kobold.