<blockquote><div><cite>etrius wrote:</cite>(night)<br/><br/><br/>*the mermaid swung her trident around and smacked it against vagiles head*</div></blockquote><br/>Unable to react, Vagile took the full blunt of the attack, knocking him onto his back. He grimaced with pain and fresh blood trickled down his forehead and mouth. <I refuse to admit defeat. Come on body . . . move!> Vagile said as he neared the brink of his strength, will power was the only thing keeping him going. He struggled to move his arms and legs which felt like they were being held down by cement blocks. His fingers were mere centimeters away from his sword as he tried to pull at least one of them towards him.