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Fantasy Tales of Thol

Kenta had already killed at least 5 lions and the healer. "Bran, and Hanna if I so much as get hit once. I will kill y'all both my self." Kenta just killed a warrior right as another one started combat with him "shit my summons are nearly dead. Fuck it. Torchlight torch the night." Kenta hands were suddenly engulfed in flames. "This helps." Kenta killed the archer and the Mage. "That only leaves 5 lions and 2 warriors.
 
Bran jumps out of the trees, smiling "Well then I guess we better finish them off!!" Bran whirls around and kicks a lion in the chest, crushing its rib cage into its lungs. She then swings her sword and chops off the warriors head and jumps on top of the other. As she was about to slit his throat a arrow flies into his head. Bran looks up "awww come on Hanna!" She flips off as the hobgoblin bursts into flames.


Hanna smiles and walks out of the forest and sends two more arrows at the other two lions, turning them into charred lion meat. "You gotta be quicker Bran." Hanna stands next to Kenta and lowers her bow "would you like to do the honors?"
 
"No. I'll let you. This time" Kenta walks away looking very pissed. 'They could have got a lot of people hurt. Idiots.' Kenta realized that Angar wasn't with them. He turns back, "Have y'all seen Angar since we died."
 

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