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{♞} - Fast the self-satisfied grin was whipped from Serpine’s face as he was suddenly starring into a pair of g h o s t l y eyes.
The Adept had barely time to raise his arms in a self-perserving instinct let alone jump back, out of range, as the tool was swung his way. A sickening c r a c k echoed through the room followed by a pain-filled scream.
His b r o k e n right arm hanging useless by his side, Serpine stumbled backwards out of his seat with pain-taken senses, away, away from the mad man. Not seeing where he was going he tripped and he fell.
Just too soon widened, wet eyes narrowed at his attacker and the gaping mouth twisted into a snarl as he remembered that it was Baron’s lapdog that d a r e d attacking him.
“Y-you... you’ll pay for this, rentboy!!” He spat. His left hand rose and purple vapour gathered.