Still lightly reeling from The strike against him, blood trickled from the wound that was inflicted upon him. It seemed obvious perhaps, that there would be no diplomacy, no surrender... And maybe it was better that way? “So be it! Violence to end violence!” Ashton growled as amethyst felt the pain and anger from his master. His lance was raised high once again, with Amethyst rearing back to help its master drive the weapon into his opponent. The mercenary would not be killed, yet Alex would be completely certain that it would cripple him with all luck. The dancer seemed to at least accept him as an ally. If she trusted him, then he would give her his trust as well, and let her spur him on to victory even if the other rebels did not count him as an ally... At least one person did. That was enough. Oscar struck back, this time striking Ashtons side. The armor turned the blow aside from being near lethal, but it still sliced flesh and drew blood.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Another attack against Oscar!<br/>At 2011-11-26 00:06:55, Changingsaint (uid: 9269) rolls: 1d100 Result: 75 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=33247)<br/><br/>11 damage, leaving him with 1 HP. And the counter...<br/><br/>At 2011-11-26 00:13:38, Changingsaint (uid: 9269) rolls: 1d100 Result: 5 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=33248)<br/><br/>Barely dodged a crit! I take 5 more damage. And not at 10 as I should be, but at 12 instead as I have 22 HP and not 20. Im a dork.</div></div>