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[color=7ea7d8]Time:[/color] Morning
[color=7ea7d8]Location:[/color] Sewers of Roshmi
[color=7ea7d8]Interactions:[/color] [@13org] Ayita [@hide on mana] Kuroi [@Dezuel] Baraian [@baraquiel] Maneru
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The blue mist that stood before the group immediately put Torvi on high alert as her eyes scanned the mist. As she did this, however, she missed the feral look of Kuroi. She attempted to reach out with her earth magic, trying to feel the vibrations in the ground below them like she had before. She could sense the clones as they approached and possibly one other further into the mist, but the water made it hard to determine where this person was as it caused for a mix of vibrations.

She was pulled from her focus, however, as sharp pain shot up her arm and she gasped. She looked swiftly to the source and saw it was Kuroi. A rage filled her as the pain caused adrenaline to course through her body. At first her mind urged her to attack Kuroi, but she still had enough sense to know now wasn't the time. Instead she decided to harness this rage and put it to good use elsewhere. She turned her focus to the clones that approached, gaze finally landing on the Kuroi clone. If she couldn't punish the real Kuroi for harming her then this clone would do nicely in his place. A bloodthirsty grin crossed over Torvi's face as she now gripped the sword she'd taken from a guard earlier. Before anyone could stop her, she shoved past the real Kuroi and let out a battle cry as she went for the Kuroi clone. The ground began to rumble some as her magic responded to her emotions. The sword came crashing down towards the clone with barbaric strength and brutality, yet surprisingly quite a bit of skill.