Snippet #1754

Dustin sent an uncomfortably large bit of energy into his stomach and legs to keep the blow from knocking him off of his feet, but it still hurt like hell. He grabbed the handle and removed it from his stomach.

"That hurt" Dustin said, then yanked on the handle to draw Xilas in, and sent the last bit of magic energy he had into a kick aimed for Xilas's ribs.

"I'll leave for Moonvale immediately following my match in a day or two around noon, Either meet me at the gate, or at Moonvale when you get the chance. I'd rather you didn't miss your match and be considered a traitor on my account, especially since the family you are fighting for would be killed because of it, something I believe neither of us wants on our conscience".

No one will walk my path again... not if I can help it... Dustin thought, his face and movement becoming quite somber and serious, as opposed to the carefree and confident demeanor he had since the first punch was thrown.