11-30-2010, 04:57 PM
The Master growled in anger and frustration as he found that the roots were blocking him from his goal, going as far as killing the wolves to get to him. He threw his axe at the tree with all his might, hoping it would cut the branch one of the Nymphs were standing on. While that happened, he would fight the wolves and roots on the ground, using the shield he had picked up from earlier back with the dead Nymph. He hoped that he could use the metal weapon to protect him for enough time for one of the Nymphs to be vulnerable.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.