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[17:43] after her embarrassment of being bested by the folhammar during the succesfull siege on vdalion the young orphan has set out to reclaim herself in hopes of making the constant yelling and reminders of her failure cease, she had a lot to prove in order to do just that so lina has set to not even five herself time to lick her wounds but headed out to find a fitting prey.

"oh my! well, look at that..." she'd say as she approached phoenix.

finally she'd halt her steps once face to face with the acolyte.

"if it isn't a great day for a hunt today then I don't know when is it. so here's the thing..." she'd stop for but a mere moment, flashing a toothy grin under her oversized hat.

"you will come with me, you can resist if you want but that is futile... actually, i'd like it more that way" with that said she'd hold her open tome in her left hand and conjure a blade of bones breaking skin on her right wrist, gently sliding it across her other wrist and letting her blood spill on the ground wich she'd control to her own desire accompanied by quiet, monotone chanting.

the shroud of her blood surrounded her and a subtle twist of her ankles signaled that she was ready to lunge at phoenix
(Lina Weaver)
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[17:51] The kitsune's advance was halted as she would make her way about doing her daily tasks. The voice of the girl reaching her Phoenix's ear's through the darkness. "I don't think I will, I want no part in what ever it is you are planning."

Her hand falling to the hilt of her blade which rested at her hip. Her breath's coming in shaky deep breath's. Phoenix remembering her distinctly from the other day amidst the crowd in Aphros and the confrontation the two had had with one another.

Her nerves slightly showing a she drew her own weapon to defend herself and stand her ground, not wanting to fight but feeling as if she would have little choice in the matter if she wanted to have things her way and not accompany the girl.
(Phoenix Altan)
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[18:00] {Lost Dangerous RPB against Lina Weaver}
[18:00] ** Lina Weaver has inflicted an injury upon Phoenix Altan. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (2 days)") **
[18:10] as the two young magi has clashed against one and another the battlefield was soon riddled with razor sharp shards of ice making it difficult for the unstable orphan to make their further approach towards the altan.

waves of blood manipulated by lina has made it almost equally as difficult for phoenix to get close enough to strike lina with her blade.

"yes im doing it!" she yelled out, bringing her hands onto her ears to try and drown the yelling in her head, providing with a moment of vulnerability, creating an opening for phoenix to strike her down, however their blade was met with an armour consistent of the hemomancer's contorted bones.

once they made their way back to the girl's body she'd call forth all the vitae spilt on the ground and caused it to rain down heavily, covering her tracks as she'd make her way behind the altan.

"got you..." she whispered quietly before piercing their back with a short blade of bone, siphoning away her blood and infusing her with that of her own.

"you'll walk today, use this as a lesson. we'll be waiting for you cutie..."
(Lina Weaver)
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[18:21] The small kitsune fought as hard as she could, fending off daggers of bone with the edge of her weapon. Freezing tidal waves and blades of blood before they would nearly cut her deeply or fatally wound her. An opening was made and the girl opted to try and take it, only to fall victim to a trap. Appearing behind Phoenix was a blade crafted of bone.

Her weapon having been diverted by the same substance knew all to well just how hard it was. A sharp pain shooting through her back, the rough edges of the knife just barley missing one of her weakened lungs. The girl falling over to the ground and squirming around in pain and agony. The feeling of her throat becoming more narrow to her as well as the lack of oxygen she was able to take in.

"G-Gah.."

Her hands clenching down, one onto the hilt of her sword the other scraping up the grass in her palm. Spots of red visible now on her robes as blood began to pour through the small fragile kitsune struggling to get to her feet and then try to make her escape. As shameful as it was to her the priestess knew she had no chance of winning in her current condition, the difference in spells and simple combat experience between the two showed just how out classed Phoenix was for now.

"I wo-"

Her words cut off as she began to cough, splatter's of blood coming up now as the pain in her chest only grew. "I won't forget this." The voice weak and pained, a field of ice being formed on the grass beneath her feet as she started to make her way away from the girl should she get any more ideas.
(Phoenix Altan)