[center][i]Prince
Aeternus ll Mystic Forest
Effected Players: Slightly Ares, Vick[/i][/center]

[b]"Of course! Because your idea of death is different from mine!"[/b] Came Prince's reply before continuing on.

All the while, his body moved like water, dodging the lunging wolves as his swords danced against them, slicing them up with quick speed, slowly biting away at the health points of the beasts. It was hard though, having three of them charging at him like they were. It was hard enough biting down hp on one opponent, but he had three to deal with on his own.

Yet everyone was have their own issues, as battle roared across this battlefield. Still, Prince continued his focus on his opponents, sighing a bit in mild relief to see at least one wolf almost down for the count. One of the wolves though, was veering from him to lunge at the nearest supporters, Vick it seemed. Clicking his tongue, the Buccaneer used his quick legs to get their first, standing in the wolfs path and crossing his swords in a X guard. 

His class weren't made for guarding however, and the powerful brunt of weight made it difficult to parry. The red haired man let out a soft pained hiss as screeching pain bolted along his shoulder as the beast clamped its fangs down onto it. Seventy five percent... The other two were coming and the buccaneer raised his arm and tossed a glowing rope at one.

[b]"Ensare."[/b] he said, watching the rope tangle against a wolfs body and keep it firmly planted their, only constricting more at the beasts struggle. 

Though another bite from the second wolf landed on his left arm. With a hiss, he slashed his left blade up against the wolf on his shoulder while swinging the right down another. [b]"Serpent Strike.."[/b] he smirked as the wolves yelped at the smooth moving quick skill and let go of him.

[b]"Lucky Dice."[/b] he whispered as his left hand held out a pair of dice before tossing them, hoping he was lucky today. 

Thankfully, he was and his attack boosted up and with a smirk he put his swords together and in a lightning fast lunge, pierced one of the wolves in the chest. [b]"Piercing Merlin."[/b] he said, ignoring the pain and the blood selling up in his bare shoulder and arm, streaming down his body.

The wolf howled before evaporating into nothing but data. Panting a little, he held his swords up as the other two wolves circled him before charging once more in attack. Once again, he dodged from their blows, swinging his blades at them as they passed him as he dodged.

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HP: 50%
SP: 60
Level 1
Inventory
HP potions: 10
Sp potions: 10
Wooden Harp: 1
Cinnamon Cookies: 5
Gold: 50

[u]Enemies[/u]
Wolf1: 0%
Wolf2: 80%
Wolf3: 80%[/center]