<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Those things have class-levels to a point where they're a serious threat to a same-level character. Gabriel has his chances of winning, but this time around won't be child's play.<br/><br/>However, on a good note, Gabriel's readied swing came at an impressive timing though not as planned.</div></div><br/>The entrance blocked the troll from following along directly, but it paused before the doorway, making room for the second figure. The second man walked there with his eyes shining, runes criss-crossing over his body. Hand rose, and a red jewel shone in his palm. "Touch of the Dark G-" The man's words were lost as Gabriel's flaming blade slashed into him, and the burst of flame caused a pained shriek from the man as the mask fell, shattering. The common face was replaced by black-ash skin of a dark-elf, with runes criss-crossing over the skin.<br/><br/>The flaming sword also found a pair of wands on the man's waist, a spellbook at his side, and several rings, and a talisman, also worn by the man. He was obviously not used to such a painful attack up close though, and stumbled a few steps back in painful agony, this spell broken apart in the middle of casting.<br/><br/>"You hurt my elf!" The troll growled, trying to swat inside the kitchen through the doorway. Without the elf's guiding words though, it didn't seem to know exactly where to slap, the spell fizzling after the attack but not soon enough for the troll to see him when it swung, and so it was a swing and a miss.