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Well, frick. Took a while to Write up a reply and then right after i posted it I found out there was more posted before mine while I wrote it. Lmao rip me 
 
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Just posted? Wonder how long the post is.


Altair found his burning conscience making him to unable to watch any more, and turned away completely from the scene, hearing the man next to him move away shortly after. He looked back after a moment just in time to see a man take the monk from earlier, who seemed to be either unconscious or in too much pain to move, to the ruins of a building. The pink haired girl soon went toward them as well, not paying any attention to the dragon near them. "Of all the foolish things to do-" he started in a mixture of concern and condescendence. Not thinking of anything else, his mind and every bit of effort he'd put into resisting the temptation to help automatically blinked out, and he was rushing toward the dragon, his blade fully unsheathed. He used his other free hand to control the shadows cast by the nearby buildings, managing to create a chain-like figment of darkness that wrapped itself around the dragon's neck and into the ground, holding at least that part of the dragon in place. He knew it wouldn't last long, however. He lacked the fundamental control of these powers to make these manipulations last long. Looking back at the three near the building, and the pink haired girl more specifically, he motioned impatiently at the dragon, attempting to remind her that there was still a battle going on, before heading directly to the dragon, readying his sword. 

Your welcome. =3
 
Too lazy to write another response Lmao, guess I'll sit this one out for little bit haha 

Don't write another response, since Dragon and the others haven't got a chance to post yet.  :/
 
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