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Asliasa and Akiralios
Zangarmarsh

Asli lowered her bow as the arrow struck her in the side of her stomach but she didn't drop it. She pulled it back up and let out a low growl as she fired an arcane shot right back at Farsight.
Tyran let out a loud roar before he rushed at the hunter that was attacking his own and tried to bite him.
Akira pulled her runesword back and her grip tightened. Her eyes flashed a bright green before she lept at the felguard and brought a vicious strike down on him in a straight line. (( Obliterate ))

Weeping Blade Warclan - Zangarmarsh

Bloodfrenzy watched the fight unhappily, her troop was not doing well against this bunch. Things were looking even worse now that the Shaman was back on his feet and healing. Shit. Well, at least they had what they needed.
"Retreat!" She shouted, grabbing a few smokebombs from her pouch and throwing them to the ground with an explosion. ((Smoke Bomb))
Farsight hissed in pain as Arcane energy seared through her body. In retaliation, she turned to the Drakeadon and roared at him with all her might, trying to make herself out as an alpha who wouldn't take his crap. ((Scare Beast))
As soon as the smoke billowed around her, the huntress ran off, dropping down a frost trap to slow anyone who would attack them. ((Frost Trap)) Spectre shook his head and Added his own smoke bombs to the cloud, before fading away into the shadows. ((Smoke Bomb, Vanish)) Skullcrush roared angrilly, unhappy at having his fun interrupted. He dare not go agaisnt the orders of his warlord though, and quickly stomped away.
The warlock, however, lay face first in the mud, too battered and bruised to get up and retreat in time.
The Felguard roared at the attack, staggering back a few paces and clutching at the gash now in his chest. He did not fear death, all this damage would do was send him back to the Legion. With a last roar, he charged at Akira, swinging his axe at her wrist.

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Lesari - Arena

Lesari attempted to dodge Decay's footwork, but the Death knight still managed to kick her in the chest thanks to the frost attack earlier. Not hard enough to much aside from wind her a little, but it was annoying to say the least. She swung around, aiming Crescent Oath towards Decay's midsection with a sweeping strike. ((Mortal Strike))

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Zaruuk - Zangarmarsh

A few moments of calm and Zaruuk's wits soon returned to him. No, he wasn't in that dread place anymore, his sire was nowhere to be seen. But he was tied up, and it was enchanted to prevent him access to the laylines. This wasn't good. He looked around, first sighting Myri also tied up, a look of terror on her face. He followed her gaze, only to see Senisra and Magna... Or what was left of Magna. He let out a low, angry growl at the sight and thumped his tail on the ground.
When Senisra took Myri, he struggled further. "Take me before her!" He called out to her. "Save your prize for last!" Anything to delay Myri's pain. Crap, what could he do? He needed to do something. Anything.

Asliasa and Akiralios
Zangarmarsh

Akira backed up and held her runesword to try and deflect the attack off it but she was ready incase her wrist was hurt anyway. She looked puzzled as Gnash lept at the felguard and tried to attach onto it's arm, claws lashing out to strike at it's covered eyes.
Asli glared after the retreating group and growled before she looked around. Tyran trotted over to her and nudged her gently as she cursed.

Decay - Arena

"Wanna' know how a Death Knight fights?", Decay asked the warrior as she switched both her weapons to one hand, partially deflecting the blow.
"Dirty.", she said simply, aiming a disease-filled slap at the warrior's cheeks. ((Outbreak.))

Senisra and Myri
Zangarmarsh

The mage rummaged around Myri's quiver, finally pulling out the blood arrow Indi had made. She smiled with delight upon realizing what it was, turning to the huntress." Do you know what this does?" She asked the huntress. Myri remained silent, though her eyes got wider."Oh good! We can find out together!" She laid the arrowhead against Myri's side, turning to face Zaruuk.You should've spoken up sooner! It's too late now.." she stood aside so the other mage could see what she did next. The mage sliced the arrow against the huntress' skin, perpendicular to the scars already there.

Myri screamed in agony as the skin on her side turned black and blood came boiling out of the wound.

Myri just prayed that the mage would get bored and kill het soon. She was disappointed however as Senisra gleefully repeated the process on her other side..

Magna - Zangarmarsh

Magna started pulling against the ropes, trying to get at the bitchmage.

Arbennig - Zangarmarsh

Arbennig looked around, calling for his hunter

Lesari - Arena

Another Attack from the Death Knight, at an angle she hadn't been expecting. The wound was slight, but she could feel the diseases coursing though her blood already.
"And what made you think that warriors didn't?" She returned, sweeping downwards with her sword at the hand Decay was holding her weapons in. ((Disarm))

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Threnaad, Ashwrought and Felguard- Zangarmarsh

The Broken stopped the rain, coughing at the smoke all around him. He aimed a bolt of lightnign towards the sole remaining opponent; the Felguard. He looked up to the others, wondering if anyone needed any more intensive healing...
...Wait... Where was Zaruuk? And Magna too... Myri?
"Zar! Magna! Myri!" He called out, looking around desperately.
In the mud, the warlock chuckled, despite his pain.

The Felguard roared as his axe was deflected, then he was struck by a bolt of lightning. Angrilly, he readied to swing again, only to have a ghoul latch onto that arm. With an angry rumble, he raised his fist and attempted to smash it into the ghoul's face.

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Zaruuk - Zangarmarsh

He snarled again at Senisra, trying to will the ropes binding him away. A vain hope. Instead, he narrowed his eyes at the mage.
"Listen to me!" He snarled in Draenic, accentuating every other work to make it seem, to someone who didn't know the language, like he was swearing at Senistra. "You need to retreat into your mind, detach yourself from your physical body for the time being! It'll be hard, but I know you can do it! There are people who care about you, Myri, you need to be strong for them!"

Decay - Arena

"You're out of your league at playing dirty.", Decay simply replied, death gripping one of the cultists straight into one of the spikier rocks. She leapt backwards and quickly muttered the incantations for raising a ghoul, while staying at a safe distance until she could get her weapons back. The ghoul rose slowly, looking around itself curiously, before leaping at Senisra with a ghoulish growl, to latch onto her back.

Asliasa and Akiralios
Zangarmarsh

Gnash let go as the fist hit him in the face though his claws dug into it's skin. Akira growled and brought her runesword down on the large wound she had already placed on the felguard. (( Obliterate ))
Asli narrowed her eyes and she stalked over to the fallen warlock. She kicked out at him in an attempt to roll him over and to hold back her emotions for the moment. "Where are they?"

Lesari - Arena

Lesari said nothing, preferring not to distract herself for this fight. She kicked the fallen rune blades behind her, then turned to face the freshly raised ghoul, slicing towards it's open maw before darting back a few paces, keeping away from those sharp claws and teeth. ((Mortal Strike))

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Ashwrought - Zangarmarsh

The Warlock chuckled at the pathetic threat, even as he coughed up blood from her kick.
"Left for Stormwind I hear." He replied with a bloodstained, toothy grin.
The felguard roared out as the weapon stabbed though him, then fell down to the ground before disintegrating.

Decay - Arena

The ghoul's skull absorbed the blast, and it leapt after the warrior's sword arm, aiming a powerful bite. ((Gnaw. Damage+Stun))

Decay, making sure that the ghoul was keeping the warrior preoccupied, leapt after her blades, catching them in one hand before rolling away. She got back up and lashed after the warrior with a Death Grip, aiming to both disorient her and land an Obliterate in the confusion. ((So, ghoul in front of Les, Decay behind her. Right? Or am I misunderstanding?))

((Yep, that's right.))

Lesari - Arena

The night elf hissed as the ghoul bit at her arm. She had hoped to finish it off quickly then get back to fighting her real opponent, such was not her luck. Thankfully her mythril armour was able to take most of the damage, but the undead creature had still managed to puncture though and into her flesh. Now her dancer had slipped behind her, a dangerous position for her to be in. She felt the deathgrip as it pulled her, and the ghoul attached to her, through the air. Twisting about, she attempted to block the attack using the ghoul as a shield.

Decay - Arena

Decay ignored the fact that the ghoul was in the way, continuing through with her attack. It pierced straight through the ghoul, who kept on clawing at Lesari.

Lesari - Arena

The night elf winced as a few of decay's attacks stuck home, striking between the pieces of her armour. She coudl feel ehr blood slowly begining to dribble from between her plate. It only served to fuel her battle-lust, however. She gripped Crescent oath in her free hand and began to sing the blace, slicing and chopping at anything in-front of her. ((Bladestorm))

Senisra and Myri
Zangarmarsh

Myri was desperately gasping for breath as the mage continued to use the blood arrow on her, cauterizing only a few of the gashes, letting the rest bleed out. There was blood everywhere. She heard Zaruuk only vaguely, though she tried to do as he told her.

Senisra assumed the other mage was cursing at her until she heard her little toy' s name. Senisra whirled on the mage eyes flashing dangerously."What are you telling her?" She snarled dangerously.

Myri used the brief respite to finally retreat as far into her mind as she could. Not that it was hard once the mage stopped slicing into her. The huntress' eyes flickered briefly before going dark. With a shuttering breath, Myri fell unconscious.

Senisra turned to her victim, realizing what the mage had said. She lit Myri on fire briefly, and upon getting no reaction, whirled back to Zaruuk. "She was almost dead anyway. Dying will just take a little longer for her now." Though she was beyond pissed.

With that she approached Zaruuk and dragged Indi's arrow across his chest.

Magna - Zangarmarsh

Magna looked over at Myri, cringing.

He looked at Senisra, then his own blood.

He began having thoughts.

Asli....Iocha...Akira....

....Searsha.....

A tear came to his eye as he started getting thoughts of never seeing them again, tho he hid it as best as he could from the mage.

Zaruuk - Zangarmarsh

Zaruuk felt for Myri, could only hope that she'd come out of this better than her last encounter with the mage. She just needed to hold on, he was sure that Threnaad would never give up on them. He then turned to glare at Senisra as she approached.
"So long as it denies you your fun." He snapped, only to hiss as the sharp arrowhead, made out of his lover's blood, was dragged across his chest. Hurt like all hell; he had to ignore the little part of him that enjoyed the sensation. He snorted, placing the pain to one side, then spat at Senisra's face.

Decay - Arena

Decay whirled back as the warrior began chopping up the ghoul, opting to stay out of the warrior's range until the chill of her attacks could start slowing her down. She channelled an unholy rune into the ground, causing it to bubble and fizzle violently, and then whipped up powerful cold winds to smack the other elf with. ((Death and Decay and Howling Blast(s)))

Asliasa and Akiralios
Zangarmarsh

Akira smirked as she stuck her tongue out at the spot the felguard had been moments ago. She then moved over to her sister and the warlock before she crouched down. "Can I play with him before he dies?"
Asli shrugged as she moved her hoof to rest against his chest and press down. "I don't care about that, I want the truth out of him first."

Senisra
Zangarmarsh

Senisra wiped the spit out of her eye and fixed the draenei mage with a sadistic smile. She gently caressed one of the tentacles on Zaruuk's face, before taking a firmer grip. She smiled sweetly at him as she slowly increased the temperature of her hand.

Swift
Zangarmarsh

The fox approached Thren, whimpering and looking in the direction where his spirit bond lead. He had felt his hunters pain, but could no longer feel it now, which worried the fox more. All he could tell was that she was still alive - barely.