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Through the Living Wrath

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  1. Berin moved the machete he already had up, and blocked the fishing pole. ”I remembered every one of them. They never left me.” They were silent, now. He could see them. Shaking his head, he grabbed the fishing pole and used it to drag *Maj* towards him. He gasped as his wound called, bleeding.
  2. I got a kill! Now I need to make sure the two others don’t kill me. Sorry Almond.
  3. Berin looks up towards *Maj*. He held his hand to his side, and stumbles back towards the kayak. He held the machete in his other hand wearily.
  4. Berin stood, keeping the birds and *Maj* in the corner of his eyes. ”You were a good man. One who should have survived here.” Berin brings the machete down on *Casper’s* neck.
  5. Berin gives a growl, twist the arm with the machete upwards, after pulling it out, and stabbing up to the heart. He heard a break as the arm gave way.
  6. Berin snarls, pulling the machete closer, as well as trapping *Casper’s* hand. He uses his other hand to claw at *Casper’s* eyes.
  7. Berin has latched himself onto Casper at this point, and flips himself underneath Casper, gasping shortly as the pain hit him. He used Casper as a shield, hiding under his larger stature. He had heard the whistle, and was ready for it.
  8. Vacuum (can’t do that with no air!)
  9. Jilu, who had been following Nogard, gasped when she saw Shoe. “What about the MUFFINS?!?”
  10. Berin’s hand lashes out and catches *Casper’s* arm, while he bites at the throat. He could see one of them, not yet an adult, wretch in the corner of his eyes.
  11. Berin saw this, and, recognizing that he would be unable to block in time, threw the oar (which was already being swung in this direction) at the other one, and violently jumped at the one swiping at his legs. He doesn’t get high enough to clear them, as he expected, so his feet do get hit. He gave a feral snarl and prepared to bite the one who changed his attack.
  12. The boar once again closed its eyes, calming down. It shifts slightly, and it becomes more noticeable just how thin the boar was.
  13. The boar stumbles, unable to move more than a few inches. It starts to breathe quickly, panicking.
  14. The boar smells the cooking liver and wakes. It once again tries to run, the smell of burning flesh traumatic.
  15. I find a cake in front of me and share it with the Compassbearers.
  16. @Exotic Almond @The Aspiring Archivist @The Stormfather
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