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[Shalcross]

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The wall fell quickly and bolts flew from Shalcross' bow as Spells flew from Vian's hands.

The swarm of Pixie's Vian summoned rush towards Shalcross, dodging and evading the pixies while still shooting at Vian proved all too difficult.

The fighting was intense, spells landing perfectly on their target, bolts raining down on the mage. But the combination of the spells and the swarm of pixie's proved too much for the archer.

Getting up a bit shaken Shalcross Collected himself and grinned, "Good fight Vian."

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Returning home to Umbra he begins cleaning his armor piece by piece.

"He's clever, he's skilled."

Setting his crossbow on the table, removing the string and wiping off the blood and dirt, then carefully restringing it.

"With his skill, his temperament, he is defiantly man to respect, a worthy opponent."

"He may of had the best of me tonight, but mark my words I will be better prepared the next time we meet young Skyfire."

With that he cocks his crossbow and lets loose a bolt across room hitting the bullseye of the target perfectly.
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Shalcross