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[color=888383]Location:[/color] Niflheim 
[color=888383]Skills:[/color] Combat; Spear and Shield [/center]
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Lara's eyes narrowed as she realized that the Dragur had found their camp and then at that point she went to pull out her spear and shield, and let out a cry as the first arrow hit her in the shoulder. [color=888383]"Oh... you're going to regret that."[/color] She growled out as she strapped her shield to her arm. It did sting a big as her left shoulder had been the one to get hit, but thankfully she could use her shield to hold onto and ride out the pain. Besides, an arrow was nothing compared to bullets, or at least that was the lie she was willing to tell herself at the moment.

She dashed in to close the distance to one of the Dragur and she aimed up, hitting him in the chest with her spear. She had hoped it had been a killing blow, but she saw that it had gone more to the left, hitting him in the right side of his chest. She did notice him swing his own axe at her, and she held up her shield and blocked it's swing, and the sound of metal on metal rang out in the little camp, as his blow had hit the center of her shield. [color=888383]"What should we do now, Arnora?"[/color]