[centre][b]First Blow - - [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/1215/posts/ooc?page=4#post-36681]Thailen Vicarris[/url][/b][/centre]

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As the mage began preparing another spell, Thailen moved away and drew her sword once more. Clearly he wasn't as incapacitated as she had originally thought. It was time to focus her attentions on the gargoyle once more, now with frustration tightening her eyes as well as her grasp. She was tired of dodging and waiting. The missing piece of stone by it's jaw drew her gaze; the creature wasn't impenetrable after all. Her feet began to move forward of their own accord, her mind not focusing on the journey, only the target.

She noticed Alexandre fall back, in a way. It was detached, it wasn't a primary detail. In much the same way she saw the arriving light through the fog, but did not think on it. It was distant, it was not now. Red began to taint the fog, and the edges of her vision became blurred as her steps increased to a run. Her sword was raised and pointed at the gargoyle, whose stony voice went unheeded and unheard. Dead grass and dust shattered underfoot as the last lengths between Thailen and the gargoyle were closed, and at the end, she jumped, sword stabbing forwards towards the creature's mouth or jaw with grim purpose.