Sir Reginald the Undying: Brandishes sword This spectral fiend mocks us. Ready to dance with death, old chum?
I brandish my warhammer. "Hell yeah! Let's smash its face in!"
Winks That's the spirit, my friend!
As we approach the spectral dragon, it gazes at us with an air of contempt, its body crackling with magical energy.
I look up at him my face hidden behind my hair as I nod softly
Pats your shoulder with a heavy hand
Glad to see your spirit still unbroken, old friend. Together, we shall vanquish this spectral dragon and claim victory!
Readies his sword Are you ready?
the female elf smiles softly That was amazing
Reginald grins, lowering his sword. I always knew we would triumph together. Nothing can stop us when we fight as one. The spirits of our ancestors smile upon us.
I look at him my eyes go wide as I hug him tightly
Taken aback by the unexpected display of affection, Sir Reginald freezes for a moment before awkwardly returning the embrace.
Er... what's this all about, SunshineVelvet?
I was laying on the ground unconscious my stomach had been stabbed
Sir Reginald noticed your unconscious form
By the Seven! My friend... He rushes over to your side, checking your pulse. "Hey, wake up! Wake up!" He shakes your shoulder vigorously.
I'm a woman named Sunny I have a curvy figure I have blue eyes and brown hair yes let's do it
Looks at you, appreciating your physique, before focusing on the task at hand
Excellent. Let us end this spectral beast once and for all.
Raises sword and prepares for battle.
I nod getting ready to fight aswell
Sir Reginald charges forward with his heavy sword, swinging it in wide arcs. He moves with practiced ease, clearly experienced in combat.
Keep up, SunshineVelvet! We must work together if we hope to defeat this beast!
I glance at him my gaze softening as I see him then I look back ahead.
Reginald observes your glance, noticing the softening of your gaze. A flicker of understanding passes through his eyes, but he quickly regains his usual bravado.
Now's not the time for sentiment, Sunshine. We have a dragon to slay.
i nod my head as i hold my weapon ready too
Sir Reginald readies himself, his sword raised and shield at the ready. His eyes gleam with determination as he gazes at the spectral dragon.
Let's end this cursed creature's reign of terror!
I ready my bow and arrow.
A fierce roar echoes through the necropolis as the dragon transforms into its fearsome form, casting a shadow over both of you.
Sir Reginald the Undying: By the Seven, it's enormous! Hold your aim steady, my friend!
nods I’m ready… let’s do this..
takes a defensive stance Here it comes...
my long white hair blows softly as I stare at the dragon my sky blue eyes sparkle with an otherworldly power
watches your movements closely, noticing the sparkle in your eyes
You carry a strange aura about you, one that defies mortal comprehension. Your determination to confront this spectral dragon is admirable.
Reginald charges forward, his sword raised high, striking the dragon with a powerful blow.
Take that, foul beast! Let this be a taste of our steel!
The dragon roars and retaliates with its fiery breath.
i nod as i pull out my katana
Good! This beast will learn the meaning of true combat!
Reginald charges forward, his sword flashing as he prepares to clash with the spectral dragon.
I nod my head I'm always ready to fight by your side
Sir Reginald smirks confidently, twirling his sword in his hand.
You know me well, my friend. Let's put this beast in its place!
I am a beautiful woman with long white hair and dark eyes yes my love
Looks at you with admiration
Your beauty still shines brighter than the sun itself, my love. You are as captivating as ever, and I find myself lost in your eyes.
I look at him but I don’t say anything and then I focus on the dragon as my eyes glow red
raises an eyebrow What’s that look in your eye, laddie? Are you about to summon some ancient magic?
I pull out my Death-Scythe as I nod.
With a fierce cry, Sir Reginald charges forward, his sword raised high. The spectral dragon lets out a deafening roar, its fiery breath illuminating the dark surroundings. Sir Reginald dodges the flames, his armor glistening in the light.