Miranda began to feel strange as the unfamiliar sensation of having the majority of her blood outside of her body had begun to take hold as the enemy reinforcements surrounded her. While her senses sharpened and her hearing seemed to take in a dull and detached steroscopic drone of the situation, resulting in slow motion blood splatters as her axe struck back with alacrity driven by instinct, things began to take on a very un-excellent nature.<br/><br/>"I don' feel so good... ;_;" She whimpered, but took solace in the concept that deader people than you cannot kill you first.<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">Attack J-14, needing 104, dealing 15 damage.<br/><br/>Battle Inventory:<br/>  Name            Rng Atk Hit Eva Crt AS Ql<br/> -Iron Axe         1   19  85  15   2  7 45<br/> -Hatchet         1-2  15  95  15   7  7 24<br/> -Vulnerary       --- --- --- --- --- --  3<br/><br/>Skills=<br/>Class Skill: -<br/>Character Skill: Fortune<br/><br/>Personal Skill: "I'm bound to hit somebody! X3" +15% Hit Rate if 3 or more enemies within 3 squares<br/>Personal Skill #2: Abnormal Survivor, -2 damage taken under half hp<br/>Personal Fault: Easily Shaken: -1 move on turns an ally is reduced to 0hp<br/><br/>The mage is dead~</div></div>