07-17-2009, 11:32 PM
Kazu looked upon the mage with little expression upon his face--almost like he wasn't surprised at all. "I didn't think you'd let a little flesh wound like that to force you to flee," he spoke lightly. "As for our previous would be saviors, I guess we have little choice but to follow them." He looked to the wolf. "And, I have a feeling they could inform us on where our location is."
The assassin rubbed his head. Fighting that monster had given him a headache. He just wanted to be back on his home world, sitting in the Dreadknight's castle parlor, drinking wine with the person he loved most in the world, but he knew that would never be possible.
"Well, shall we be on our way then?" Without waiting for much of a response, he walked of in the direction of the ninja and the girl that was supposedly a master healer. Damn, she did a great job on his ribs. They look like a giant armored limb never slammed into them. He laughed out loud softly. He never had taken the time to examine his surroundings, whether it be from drowning in despair or being assaulted by floating armor, he knew not. But his new beastly companion's words about wanting to know where they were struck him. He looked about at the many buildings, most of them shops with the lights out--perhaps closed for the night? The night. How the darkness appeared so unyielding. Cloudless. Filled with stars. That very sky hadn't seemed to change since he arrived in the world. What sort of world was this?
The assassin rubbed his head. Fighting that monster had given him a headache. He just wanted to be back on his home world, sitting in the Dreadknight's castle parlor, drinking wine with the person he loved most in the world, but he knew that would never be possible.
"Well, shall we be on our way then?" Without waiting for much of a response, he walked of in the direction of the ninja and the girl that was supposedly a master healer. Damn, she did a great job on his ribs. They look like a giant armored limb never slammed into them. He laughed out loud softly. He never had taken the time to examine his surroundings, whether it be from drowning in despair or being assaulted by floating armor, he knew not. But his new beastly companion's words about wanting to know where they were struck him. He looked about at the many buildings, most of them shops with the lights out--perhaps closed for the night? The night. How the darkness appeared so unyielding. Cloudless. Filled with stars. That very sky hadn't seemed to change since he arrived in the world. What sort of world was this?
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