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Zingling rolled 5 4-sided dice:
1, 3, 4, 4, 1
Total: 13 (5-20)
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2017 8:36 pm
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Midas had lost one match already, leaving him rather sour in the stomach as he had not only lost to a beauty, but he had lost in such a miserable manner. Glaring at the ground he could still feel the sting of sand in his eyes from the previous fight. Rubbing them again with his paws, Midas growled in agitation. He needed to win a match, otherwise he’d be taken in as a thrall by someone in the band. This was something that absolutely could not happen. His pride was on the line. What was more, Midas needed to lead a group, not grovel to some idiot with a big mouth. Even if it was Cythrual, Midas couldn’t stomach the idea.
“Just come at me.” He wasn’t amused, a long journey most of which was helping carry Dhoruba’s weight when he was out of it and now a nice dose of fighting. What a great day to be alive.
“Seriously, just… just come on. I am tired.”
His friends were on the side-lines watching him, both having tense expressions on their faces. Never before had they seen Midas’ so aggravated in their life, yet there he was in all his bristling glory.
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DavyJnah rolled 5 4-sided dice:
2, 3, 2, 4, 3
Total: 14 (5-20)
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Posted: Sat May 27, 2017 2:10 pm
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Midas took a deep breath inward to center himself, not really excited nor ready for another duel so soon. He’d give his left testicle to rest for a week, but that wasn’t what was expected of him at all. Lumbering slowly towards Agnar, Midas took a quick glance at the crowd. His friends were watching him with rather strained looks on their face- Had he really looked that bad? Frowning, his gaze went back to Agnar, managing a quick glimpse of the celestial lioness in the crowd. If Hesper was watching him right now, he would surely get laughed at.
“I wish I could honestly say I was…”
Pinning his ears back, Midas charged forwards towards Agnar, attempting to swipe at anything he could reach. This fight was going to be hard, especially with only a couple hours rest from the previous beating.
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Posted: Sat May 27, 2017 4:58 pm
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As swift as Agnar was, Midas had become aware just in time to dodge the attack to the throat, leading the youngster to instead catch his shoulder. As Angar bit down hard, the golden-maned lion yowled in pain, managing to pull himself away after a couple seconds- however leaving part of himself in the youngster’s mouth. Grimacing at the wound inflicted upon him, Midas snarled. If the kid was going to be nasty then he might as well do the same.
Yora was shaking his head while talking to Dhoruba- Were the two of them losing faith in him as well? Midas glared at the young lion before charging- powerful legs pushing him up high in the air, claws outstretched. He’d be damned if the kid was going to beat him easily. He may have been tired, but in no way was he going to just roll over.
The landing alone would make for a solid hit, but he wasn’t looking forward to just one solid attack, no, Midas wanted to slaughter the kid for attempting to bury his teeth in his neck. Was he starting to loose his grip on the anger he held captive for so long?
Probably.
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