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WITH HIS HARD ROCKING DAYS SEEMINGLY BEHIND HIM, ZOAH RETURNS TO HIS FIRST LOVE: FIGHTING. A VICTORY HERE WILL TAKE HIM ONE STEP CLOSER TO A WELL-DESERVED UPGRADE, SO PROPER PREPARATION IS A REQUIREMENT. BREY IS A SKILLED SPELLCASTER, AND HIGHLY CAPABLE OF WOUNDING ZOAH. HOWEVER, HE IS LONG PAST HIS PRIME, AND HAS NEGLECTED PROPER CARE OF HIS BODY, LEAVING HIM FRAIL AND OF LIMITED STAMINA. ZOAH WILL ONLY NEED TO WEATHER ONE OR TWO SPELLS TO PUMMEL THE FRAIL OLD MAN INTO SUBMISSION, AND HE HAS NO INTENTION OF FAILING NOW. ZOAH WILL ENSURE THE WIMP WILL BE DOWN BEFORE SOMEONE CAN SAY "KOMPRESSION". |
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While Brey hasn't had the success of his fellow Santeem heroes in the DL, he's not someone to be taken lightly. He's as wise as his advanced age would lead you to believe, having one of the best minds in Light. Powerful ice magic gives him plenty of offense, and Chaos and his trusty Poison Needle give him plenty of ways to kill with status. On top of that he possesses Speedup, making the already spry old man extremely quick. With all that, it's no wonder Zoah is quaking in his boots. The Acacia Dragoon may be as tough as the mountains and he may hit like a freight train, but all that doesn't matter when you're so confused you don't even know your name and you're buried under a mountain of ice. |
SageAcrin Brey'd had enough of using his friends for help. Edge and Yuri and Lexis were fairly useful, but he could fight one lousy battle on his own, against a muscle bound oaf like Zoah. Heck, he couldn't even speak in a normal tone of voice. What could he possibly do against a man of such incredible magical and mental prowess as himself? --- "Annnnnnd this is why you ask us for help, Brey." Yuri grunted, as he attempted to pull Brey from the floor. "...yes, yes, I know, I know." Brey sighed. "At least I got to see Lexis wing him with the Creamonade right after." "Yeah, but now I have to pull him out, too, and I'm probably going to have to transform for that." Yuri sighed, and yanked on Brey's shoulders harder. "All that's left sticking out for him is that helmet..." Zoah: 37 Anuer
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