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Fantasy Night Caller ((group rp version))

He stumbled slightly, before regaining his balance. His eyes widened slightly in surprise as he saw the strange beast become a human form. He took few blows before, he started to retaliate with his own hits. He danced lightly on the heels of his feet, dodging and ducking. With the hilt of his sword, he came crashing down on the mans hand trying to cripple at least one side. His eyes still managed to glow a ferocious, golden colour as he fought.
 
-As walks through the forests hears the roars and screaming of people coming from the village. Looking over as sees the village surrounding in flames. Sighing slightly starts to walk over. Dragon inside roaring a bit happily noting that there's something that should be fought.- Would you calm down - Murmurs to self-
 
Surahgol gritted his teeth as the man bring down the hilt of his sword down on his hand, but thankfully, since he strengthened his arms before he got too close, his hand only got a little bit of damage, though it was broken, he still had his other arm and his legs. He aimed a kick at the mans head, strengthening his legs with the same magic as he did so, while he clenched his fist with his good hand so as to hand a blow directly after he kicked the man, though he didn't know what the man would do next.
 
-Nears the fire wall, looking up at the fire. Inhaling deeply as shifts to dragon walking through the fire as the heat laps on thick fire resistant scales. Blazing gold eyes scanning surroundings as tail swishes at ground.-
 
He grunted in pain, falling back once more slightly, before planting his feet firmly in the ground. No more falling back. From what he had observed, his opponent had reinforced his limbs. Although that left the torso a weak spot. He let himself give a grim smirk, driving the sword forward with a fast movement, catching his side with the long, steel blade. With that, he started an offensive of quick, fast paced strikes.
 
Surahgol began dodging the series of quick attacks, being unable to strike back as he was not given a chance to, but stops a moment to spray the dust, sand, and dirt on the ground into the man's face, in an attempt to distract him and to give himself a chance to fight back. He looked at a piece of wood that was broken off from the house that was fairly sharp and decided to get it so that he could make strengthen the wood to make it last against the sword, though the thought of strengthening the rest of his body like never occurred to him.
 
-Ears perk slightly as ears the sound of scuffling and walks over slightly. Expanding a little slightly, turning a corner to see the fight. Growling a little bit as looks at the two men. Eyes narrows slightly as looks at the newcomer.-
 
He spluttered and blinked, shaking his head and clearing his vision. The little shit. He let out an animalistic growl, advancing with threatening steps, and a scowl to match. His sword gripped tightly in his hand. He saw the kids weapon, a length of wood, surely easily to be splintered. Yet this was one opponent not to be underestimated. He swept his leg at the strangers, slicing the air inches from his face.
 
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((i so bored :T no ones responding to another rp i created :T))
 

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