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When Simmz darted back into the darkness, Meric was waiting for him. There was no point in playing around anymore. He'd have to end this soon, because now that there were three opponents. One fight had worn him down more than he had liked, and two more would probably prove to be too much. Running away was not an option, because two of them had already seen his face. His only choice was to take them out right now. As soon as his opponent got within range, Meric lunged forward and brought his sword down with all his strength, in a wide arc aimed at Simmz' neck.

((OOC: Well, as Meric pointed out earlier, the darkness he has created doesn't affect himself. That, combined with the fact that you were outside the field of darkness for a bit, and the fact that Meric has above normal night vision made it possible for him to see Simmz.

Meric's abilities may seem a bit much, especially in a situation like this, but that's by design. As a mod character, he's designed to have a bit of an 'edge' over the average Clanner. This gives me more freedom if I want to use him in a quest. In a way, he's not even a real character, but more of a tool I can use when necessary. That might make our fight a bit unfair, but the reason I did choose to use him in this fight is that here everyone can play around without any 'serious' consequences.

By the way, death is not a serious thing in this thread, but it also isn't as serious as in real life in the quests. If you die during a quest you are 'respawned' in your Clan HQ. You may be eliminated from the quest, but your character lives to fight another day. That way the challenge of staying alive does exist, but the risk of permanently losing your character (and effectively being forcefully thrown out of the game) does not. You may already know this because it says so somewhere in the rules, but I just thought I'd mention it now that we're dealing with the topic of death anyway. ))

Breathing heavily, Meric looked down at his opponent. Finally he had won. This fight was over. But there were more fights waiting for him. He could see that the one who had seen him was wounded, but he couldn't blindly trust the latest newcomer to dispose of the witness for him. And if he were to kill the man himself, he would have to expose himself, meaning that the last man would get to see him as well. Yet another opponent...

Meric cancelled the field of darkness before it drained too much of his energy. Since the field was immobile, and both others were outside the field now, it served no more purpose. He sighed. One step at a time, he reminded himself. First, he'd have to check if his 'ally' was still strong enough to fight. There'd be no reason to fight alone if he didn't have to.

He laughed gleefully, his eyes widening as he saw his victim writhe in pain from the kick.

He brought his fist back to pound it down into his back when a rock hit him in the back of the head, knocking him onto the back of his opponent. He cried out a foul curse, though he was still conscious.

He realised that it came from the man lying on the floor and rose up with rage. He pounded him in the back furiously with steel knuckles until he realised he wasn't conscious. He pulled away onto his feet and pulled the latch off the small container on his side.

Piling out and buzzing out like flies were the Mals.
'Wake up! Wake up! it's no fun if you can't feel pain!' He went and kicked him in the face, knocking him onto his front again.

'Hahahaha.' Majei laughed horrendously at the man's comments.
'Well, at least your conscious, I'll have some fun with you.' He bent down and snapped the neck of the unconscious man.
'Aahhhh. I just love that sound.' The Mals were still buzzing furiously around him. He got into a battle position and muttered 'Unholy' under his breath. Four great dark balls of energy shot at Meric.

Seeing the shots being fired at him, Meric braced himself for impact. Of course, bracing yourself against a magic attack isn't the most brilliant thing to do, as Meric found out when the balls touched his body. Immediately wounds formed on the spots where he had been hit. Meric couldn't surpress a cry of pain, as the magical attack caused more pain to him than the wounds would indicate.

"You're a regular hero, aren't you?" Meric sneered between breaths "Picking on the weakened and injured, like a vulture. Well, if this is your idea of fun, I suppose I have no choice but to hae a little bit of 'fun' myself." Meric raised his blade slowly. The light, slender weapon felt strangely heavy in his hand. He had lost quite a bit of blood already, and it was affecting him more and more every passing second. Still, there would be no point in giving up. Even in the unlikely case that this stranger would let him go, it would be all for nothing if it meant that there were witnesses who knew about him, knew what he could do. If the news would spread -No, not if. When. It always did, sooner or later- it would inevitably reach the ears of those he was so desperately trying to avoid. So unless he took out this witness, he would die one way or another. There was no choice but to keep fighting.

As fast as he still could, Meric dashed forward at the new opponent. A single slash could end it all, if aimed properly. directing his razor-sharp steel at the man's throat, Meric could only hope he was still fast enough to connect.

Meric was hit square in the face by Majei's blow. The momentum of his own attack added to the force of the blow, Meric staggered back, dazed for a second and barely able to focus enough to stay standing. 'Why can't I get one of the easy ones for a change?' he thought, rubbing his sore nose. Just great, now he was bleeding from there as well. He'd have to get rid of these clothes when he was done, as they were heavily stained with both his own blood and that of the ninja.

"Well, you know" Meric said, trying to buy some time to get the stars in front of his eyes to clear up "I'm not too much of a fan of heroes myself. I just can't see the use of torturing people any more than necessary. But to each his own, I guess. I won't be judging your 'hobbies'." Meric smirked "But still, I can't let you walk away. I'm afraid this will be a fight to the death. I'm sure you have no problems with that, do you?"

Once again Meric failed to block anything. Majei's attacks made him lose his balance, making him fall to his hands and knees. He struggled to keep alert, but the blood loss was making him weaker. Breathing heavily, he forced himself to laugh. He wouldn't give up, no matter what. Giving up would be pointless. If this was the end, he'd go down fighting.

"I'm afraid," he said, while slowly forcing himself off the ground and to his feet once again. "that you killing me just isn't acceptable. I've got things to do, you see. If I die now, all my plans have been for nothing. That's just... not right. So you see, I have to kill you."

Meric held up a small knife. It was the same knife he had thrown at the ninja earlier, which he had picked up from the ground while getting up. With all the speed and strength he could summon up inside of him, he hurled it at Majei.