SerinaBloom
Magical Starfish
Crista stumbled back from the immense strength of the parry. Still, she stood her ground, kept her balance, and tightened her grip around the hilt once again. She glared at the impostor who deflected her blow with heated fury in her eyes. At that moment her usual cool blue eyes could have been mistaken for burning amber. She stood fast, preparing to defend or charge at the enemy again.
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When the bombs went off , Madison was knocked of her feet and left the ground for a moment before quickly meeting it again with a painful thud. She lied motionless on the ground for a few minutes, the force of the blast and the impact of the ground that immediately followed, knocking her unconscious. Soon Madison began to stir, groaning at the pain that throbbed through her body. Slowly she lifted herself from the ground, her hands, her knees, her flowered hair, and her pastel dress now covered in dirt and soot. The heat of the flames surrounded her and only upon taking note of it did she lift her head. Her eyes widened and darted about as she took in the destruction and death around her. She stifled a shriek, covering her mouth with her dirtied hands as she spotted the body of a civilian to her right. The cleric sat motionless until hearing a scream that dragged her back to attention. She sprung to her feet and started running through the blazing fair grounds, looking for any injured survivors she could help.
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When the bombs went off , Madison was knocked of her feet and left the ground for a moment before quickly meeting it again with a painful thud. She lied motionless on the ground for a few minutes, the force of the blast and the impact of the ground that immediately followed, knocking her unconscious. Soon Madison began to stir, groaning at the pain that throbbed through her body. Slowly she lifted herself from the ground, her hands, her knees, her flowered hair, and her pastel dress now covered in dirt and soot. The heat of the flames surrounded her and only upon taking note of it did she lift her head. Her eyes widened and darted about as she took in the destruction and death around her. She stifled a shriek, covering her mouth with her dirtied hands as she spotted the body of a civilian to her right. The cleric sat motionless until hearing a scream that dragged her back to attention. She sprung to her feet and started running through the blazing fair grounds, looking for any injured survivors she could help.
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