Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140917204356/@comment-24123288-20140918215114

Sophie nodded, huddling into Fritjof as she listened to the fighting.

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Emarrel jumped backwards, stumbling and falling to the ground. The sword passed over her head. It was so clos, the Dunmer felt the breeze in her hair.

"I...haven't lost! Neither my mind, nor this fight!" Emarrel seethed, gripping her sword and driving it upwards.