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[color=b71d5d]Location:[/color] Rumors of my death have been exaggerated 
[color=b71d5d]Skills:[/color] Enhanced Reflexes (Passive), Eldritch Magic (Toll the Dead), Boxing
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[color=b71d5d]"Don't worry I'll make this quick then."[/color] Andy said, moving quickly to get within brawling range. She wasn't going to drag this out. She was pissed, Andy reached out to grab Arcade's throat, but he kicked her shin and slipped out of her reach.

That didn't matter, not anymore. Andy had been learning magic. And the strength she had gained from Ardere was still pulsing in her. She spoke a few words and a loud gong rang within Arcade's ears. It didn't deafen him, the spell wasn't meant to, but he was hurt by it. He still stood. Andy was pissed and didn't care about the consequences. 

She stepped in close again and swung, aiming to punch him in his stupid face. He was still reeling from the bell and didn't dodge her fast enough this time. She punched him directly in the nose.