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[indent][indent] A few Yeeks broke past Zarif and Siris, but their once formidable formation had faltered. Peaking down the corridor, the merchant's eyes locked hatefully with the Yeek Ensi, every fiber of his being wanted to charge right at it and drive a spear through its head. [i]No, without any of its brood, theres nobody to use its magic on. Kill the bowman first.[/i]

It took a great deal of self control, but Zarif managed to ride past the other yeeks that had ran past him, and in front of the Skirmisher, one of the last of them. [i]Do this, and there is no risks. Don't let someone else take an arrow because of your hunger for blood.[/i] After a quick deep breath, Zarif steadied himself, and drew his bow.

The shot wasn't perhaps as clean as his last one. He missed it's heart by just a hair. It staggered, and managed to send a mangled stick it called an arrow his way, leaving a shallow wound in his side. Zarif paid it no mind and sent another shot, this time, the creature didn't get back up. 

Zarif rode down the hallway, and noticed what almost seemed to be an ancient, locked door. He also spied a large staircase, and briefly hoped that there would be no more of these Yeeks to come reinforce. 

[b]Zarif:[/b] [i]"Hey, Ma-keen! There's a door this way! Come here!"[/i] He shouted, waving

[center][sub][i]Zarif rides 3 tiles to 25-15, attacks Blue Yeek Skirmisher #2 with his Bronze Short Bow, killing it, and taking 3 damage in return! Then moves 3 tile forward to 23-11[/i][/sub][/center][/indent][/indent]

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