dispersive: (don't cross me)
dispersive ([personal profile] dispersive) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2012-05-31 12:57 am (UTC)

When the replica saw Guy move, so did he. Anise and Guy were the only two with weapons right now, so he got out of the way as fast as he could and let them both do what they did best. The wall of black flames licking across the monster were a welcomed sight to be sure.

Luke was about to say as much to Anise when he realized she was staggering out of harm's way. The battle had just begun and the young girl looked to be completely spent. If they couldn't use her artes to take the demon hound down, it was likely they would all be leaving here unharmed. Beating the thing with a stick would probably only piss it off more.

"I'll pass on dying here, thanks... Guy!" He shouted at his friend as he moved swiftly to Anise's side. "Let's go!" Bending over, the replica put one hand on Anise's back and caught the back of her knees in the crook of his other arm, lifting her easily enough. His stamina wouldn't last long carrying another person, but they couldn't afford to dangle Anise by the hand like a piece of tired meat before their newfound enemy.

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