Each one distinct, cloy and mixed in unique patterns. Indeed with what he has learned this night, it is to be expected. * * * * * *
People outside the window gather to watch this budding of young passion. “Now there gentlemen, is something worth fighting for.”
All of them indeed agree to the truth of his statement. “We seek to join you, seeking revenge upon one near and dear to your probable target.”
After a short negotiation, the two men, Shadow and Night, joined. He quickly judged her more knowledgeable and learned in these fields, compared to many master-mages. Master Lu-Bu smiled, preparing to unleash a greater word of power upon them; to his surprise, she beat him to it. The seamstress with her apprentices ran for the back door, while knights and retainers gulped, prayed, or gave one final salute of defiance – preparing to face a ‘unspeakable horror of the dark’ (or similar nonsense, just add any of the normal idiotic terms they use – just before dying) in battle.
