11-06-2008, 12:26 PM
The bird took off from Vocatio's shoulder and he did 5 backflips to distance himself from the demons. The bird then resumed it's place on his shoulder. He produced one the Verdant Daggers from his right sleeve and launched into a fighting stance.
"Come now, magician!" Vocatio called out. "You cannot talk with brutes such as these. They've only got one thing on their minds: Food." He slowly reached his left hand into the pouch full of needles. If they were to launch any attack whatsoever, he was determined to stop them.
"Come now, magician!" Vocatio called out. "You cannot talk with brutes such as these. They've only got one thing on their minds: Food." He slowly reached his left hand into the pouch full of needles. If they were to launch any attack whatsoever, he was determined to stop them.
~Death is Sweet. Embrace it.~
Thank you, Dwaggy, for the signature~!