[ mark looks down at myri, gratitude in his eyes, and a warmth fills them even with the heavy weight that's there. he nods once, and as she turns to go, he looks beyond her to where alainn stands, holding her gaze for a moment, and giving her a tiny nod, before turning to face dimitris, his shoulders squared. ]
For my parents. [ with that, he wins the initiative and takes dimitris a bit by surprise with his sudden step in, the blade singing as he goes for a quick and brutal cut. (atk 30, dmg 9) ]
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For my parents. [ with that, he wins the initiative and takes dimitris a bit by surprise with his sudden step in, the blade singing as he goes for a quick and brutal cut. (atk 30, dmg 9) ]