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[h1][color=red]S[/color] [i]a m u e l[/i][/h1]  
[img]https://i.imgur.com/YAOdhnj.png[/img]

[url=https://youtu.be/PYtXuBN1Hvc][color=red]"The situation has only been made worse with the addition of yet more bugs."[/color][/url]

[color=888888]— Sam[/color]

[hider=Status]30 | Male | G.E.M.I.N.I | Creeping Anxiety
Rip, Tear | Dagger, Sword | Arcane | Fade
Delusion | Dying Light
Malice | Darkness | Devious Intent
[url=https://youtu.be/qTX9S9Xmyec]YPINMFMP[/url] | Umbral Contingencies
[Obfuscate (4)] [Intangible (4)], Damage X (6), Pull (2), Dispel (6), Mana Burn (6), Restrain (4), Construction (4), Transplace (8), Piercing (2), Full Enhance (4)

DAMAGE: C | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: D | [color=skyblue]750[/color]

[color=Silver][Silver Touch (6)[/color][color=orange][Damage X (6)][/color] = [color=red]-72[/color]

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: D | [color=red]294[/color][/hider][/center]


Circumstances as they were, Silhouette found himself dreading the next second as much as he had been anticipating it. He was furious, but even still... with Su dead, how could he simply assume things would work out? 

He couldn't. 

In reality, his spell was probably airborne no longer than a couple of seconds or so. But to him, it had felt like hours since he had ducked back behind his cover. In it, he imagined his failure:

Jacquiline rushing headfirst into battle while under the impression she had someone to rely on, only to die in despair when his lack of talent shone through in the most critical moment, cursing him in her final moments. The only consolation he had was being lucky enough to die before he heard how his failure would eventually affect the others.

But fate(or was it luck?) had something else in store for them. At the very least, their ends wouldn't be so anti-climactic. His spell successful, Silhouette's surroundings shifted as he and the debris swapped places, and almost immediately after, Gunther tossed a few tons of metal towards where Silhouette had just been.

While he had hoped Gunther would mistake his bolt for a missed attack, he certainly couldn't have predicted his Transplace would save his life. Yeah, it had to be luck. Incredible luck, even. Some people consider such luck to even be a skill. Sil wasn't one of them, sadly... 

[i][color=red]Still, there's a saying about looking a gift horse in the mouth.[/color][/i]

Though the flies were impossible to miss, none of the larger ones had landed close enough for Silhouette to worry about. At least yet. Besides, by this point in the fight, what were a few more bugs? He couldn't exactly avoid them anyway, and Jacquiline's situation was only getting worse by the millisecond, so he had something far more important to worry about at the moment. 

Gunther wasn't looking at him. 

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[b][i][color=red]I won't fail anyone else![/color][/i][/b][/center]

Silhouette left any and all doubt at the place he had been mere moments before as it would only hinder him. He held the grip of his sword as hard as his hand would allow him and exploded into action just as soon as he had been able to reorient. Silhouette looked like a rough stroke of crimson paint on a canvas as he moved in for the kill, his form completely drenched in blood, and with a melody-empowered stroke of his sword, he intended to separate Gunther's nebulous form into equal halves, then quarters, then eighths, then hundredths.