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[color=6ecff6]"Roger dodger!" [/color]Katya said brightly, her own hands still thrumming with the sensation of knocking a big ape creature on the skull. Wow, what a weird sensation! She had practiced before on straw dummies, but to think that her first time would be taken by a three meter tall monster of pure muscle and sinew...definitely something to brag about later. The carnage didn't bother her as much as she thought it would either, at least, it didn't seem so. Ettamri was ok, Muu was ok, Renauld was ok, Oscar was ok, and Argen...well, he was going to be ok! Scampering over towards the fallen Phalanx, the little priest leaned over Argen, trying to peer through the mask of blood that coated his visor. Was it just her imagination, or were there a couple new dents in his helm now?

[color=6ecff6]"Hello? Are you ok? If you don't say anything, I'll have to take your helmet off..."[/color]

Not that she really wanted to touch the thing. It looked all ugly and dirty and stuff.

[color=6ecff6]"I'm going to count to five, ok? Five...four..."[/color]