He considered it lucky that those blades didn't simply take his head off and managed to stumble backwards far enough that the worst he got was a relatively shallow cut across his chest. It still stung like hell though.
After checking to make sure his labcoat didn't get cut in the process, Birkin cast a healing spell on himself and Adachi and suppressed the unpleasant sensation of poisoning himself for what felt like the thousandth time that day. "How the hell are we supposed to stop this thing?" he murmured to his leader with a slight frown. "Nothing's working!"
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Date: 2010-01-20 02:57 am (UTC)After checking to make sure his labcoat didn't get cut in the process, Birkin cast a healing spell on himself and Adachi and suppressed the unpleasant sensation of poisoning himself for what felt like the thousandth time that day. "How the hell are we supposed to stop this thing?" he murmured to his leader with a slight frown. "Nothing's working!"