Alacritas slashed his sword against the gazebo floor with a frustrated grunt. He stepped nearer to the old man, making to snatch the clockwork contraption from him.
**Glancing back and forth between the man and his portal, with a desperate cry he threw the device through the door, which did not seem to mind it.**
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
An expression of horror took over the swordsman as the bauble passed through the portal. With a snarl he smacked the man across the face with the flat of his blade. "Fool! You open a portal to hell and then toss away our only means of closing it?"
Sly almost fell backwards at the display but a moment later his jaw clenched in resolve.
Sly - "What do we have to do?"
<Why the hell do I always get myself into these situations... And why the hell is there always something crazy happening... I need to move to an island>
Man - "I don't know! I can't defeat Henry, or whatever else is in there; I pray to the Light that you can."
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
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WPL Epic WorldSly - "What do we have to do?"
<Why the hell do I always get myself into these situations... And why the hell is there always something crazy happening... I need to move to an island>
Go ahead and run, you'll only die tired.
Those who might never meet are pooled together
Come on and check it out. You know you want to.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
The mage closed her eyes and bolted into the gate.
Come on and check it out. You know you want to.
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WPL Epic WorldSly - "Well old boy, if life is going to keep throwing you curveballs you might as well learn to play the game."
The tailor walked calmly through the portal.
Go ahead and run, you'll only die tired.
Those who might never meet are pooled together