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[01:58] Able to close the gap through the group the rouge decided to get to make his way to Fayil, The ranger aiming to take her down swiftly in order to try and complete his captain's order. Making sure to not truly harm the woman he made sure to not use lethal force in his attempt to capture her.

Using less destructive arrows from concentrated smoke and blasts of sound rather then occult and lightning. His aim was to confuse and disorient Fayil in order to lure her into a trap and then he would simply let Roman deal with it from there.

With his bow drawn and at the ready he fired his first shot.
(Niclous Runeclaw)
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[02:06] "Tch.." Failing to escape is one thing to be disappointed at, but failing to escape using smokescreens? That's another problem she needs to think about for a good long time, regardless.. Her task now is to defend herself.

Even with multiple amount of injuries she need to endure while being faced with these group of people trying to capture her, it is quite the annoyance or so... She could easily pop something to help up with those injuries but it would completely render her other drug useless.

"Just when I'm planning to figure out if I should wash myself off my injuries or keep my strength." Ah, she needs to do something about that one book that's been kept away from her.

Goddamn it.

"Fine, let's see where things go." Her blade is used as a weapon to fend off Niclous.
(Fayil)
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[02:11] {Won Aggressive RPB against Fayil}
[02:11] ** Niclous Runeclaw has inflicted an injury upon Fayil. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "") **
[02:22] The ranger falling pray to a few spell's of illusion he had yet to see would have trouble at first but soon enough be able to deal with the girl. Arrow's of smoke and sound rained down onto her from above as vicious winds continued to beckon forth, uprooting tree's and ripping apart the landscape. Like before the rouge ranger continued to move through the shadow's each time just barley avoiding the woman's blade. "Your not half bad."

He said with a light chuckle as the fight continued on, her closing in from the front. His bow then being held in his right hand he shifted his posture. Calling forth a flame of occult and shadow in his left. Thrusting it forward to meet with the girl's chest and seep into her afflicting her circuits slightly.

The man having studied medicine to a degree knew the basic flow and point of the body they were heavily concentrated. The heart being a high source of magical circuitry. "Lets see you handle this." An infiltration of mana forced into her, hoping to incapacitate her but it seemed it was to little of an amount. With the smoke screen's all around and his right eye reaching it's limit he was unable to keep track of her whereabouts allowing her a means for escape.

"Tch... Lucky girl."
(Niclous Runeclaw)
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[02:29] Dashing around and hiding within the plain sight through the help of shadow magic is something of an expertise for the woman, although with her current condition she couldn't really utilize them properly... The amount of pain she was already enduring? They were quite a lot.

Lightning, fire, and now occult itself... Although when Niclous tried to infect her occultic circuit with his own... He could find it, sense it, feel it, the presence of the Imperfect Sak'noth lives far within her body, although it wasn't something that might haunt the man for the rest of his life, it was a glimpse of what was inside her.

And that was not all, there was a second entity, something else that holds her soul chained within a corrupted swamp that is not anywhere to be seen in the realm of the living, it was pitch black, full of Helheim's energy.

After a while, those presence would disappear, Niclous was left unaffected by it, however; it felt like awhole war was happening within her mana circuit on the woman's side of the story... She grunts as she holds the pain on the ground.

But after a while, it wasn't hard for her to get used to the injuries... Considering she's almost always hurt by someone, the woman stood up slowly as she turns to Niclous first, "I'm always... Lucky... Not, well... Mixed?" Slowly, she turns towards the Cambion.

"Alright, I'll go for a tea now I guess.." Maybe the essence of the battle is what she was after the whole time, regardless if she wins or not.
(Fayil)