<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/r9juJQ3.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Gwyndolin watched with a confused quirk in her eyebrow as the fish people slowly started to fall apart. Such a proud, arrogant people, yet undone so quickly with a few swipes and flashes of illusion. The hunter witch let out a small sigh as she watched the two "pack leaders" start to back off, feeling just a bit disappointed that there would be no great battle, no ferocious hunt. Hell this was barely a skirmish. Dark, sullen eyes slowly glanced up and down the two merfolk as she crept forward, her movements similar to a puma or jaguar on stalking up towards its prey, long legs taking agonizingly slow strides forward, eyes seemingly empty of emotion yet a cold, murderous intent radiated off of her none the less, "no...I told you no mercy..." she cooed, raising her dark blade over hand, briefly turning her attention to the female merrow, the false leader, "You have until I'm done murdering your brother to convince me to spare you" she said, before plunging the blade down towards him, her thirsty dagger almost singing as it finally got the chance to drink.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Hack and Slash</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2017-02-02 09:28:59, pdragon (uid: 57462) rolls: 2d6a2 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=99723)<br/><br/>Damage= 2<br/>At 2017-02-02 09:48:06, pdragon (uid: 57462) rolls: 1d6 Result: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=99724)<br/></div></div>