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[center]- [@Polaris North], [@The Irish Tree] -[/center]

[quote=Hector Wyland][color=8493ca][b]"Are you alright?"[/b][/color][/quote]

Einer gasped for breath when the brute above him was finally knocked away by [u]Hector[/u]. Despite the chaos of the situation, Einer took some moments to catch his breath after that near brush of death. Tears rolled down his eyes, not just because he almost died but also because he realized how helpless he was without offensive powers. Yet more evidence that his powers of Thaumaturgy was as useless as nothing.

The bard grit his teeth, irrational rage overtaking his thoughts. He was angry, very angry, and someone needed to be the recipient of Einer's frustration with his station. The musician got up and scanned the battlefield sharply. Seeing red, Einer barely noticed [u]Shavis'[/u] fights or the two large monsters fighting each other. The bard's eyes focused on the thug with the twin swords assailing [u]Hector[/u]. A suitable candidate for Einer's fists.

While [u]Hector[/u] was evading the sword swings of the thug, Einer tackled the attacker from behind and all the way to the ground. The bard unleashed all his rage upon this poor vagabond, his face receiving the relentless punches of a pair of brass knuckles.

Unfortunately, Einer's anger and frustration left him blind to the gun pointed at him...

*BANG*

Just like that, Einer was back lying on the ground. But was bleeding this time from the shoulder...