The pillar behind him froze, causing Cecil to consider his options. But his choice was made for him because something slammed into it, causing it to shatter over his head. A shard of ice propelled by the blast cut the side of his face open, but he ignored it and focused on getting out of the way of the falling debris. He ducked behind another pillar, collapsing to his knees briefly.
"He really means to kill me," he half chuckled to himself. He really was outmatched here. Standing, Cecil steeled himself for another attack.
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Date: 2009-11-02 08:25 pm (UTC)"He really means to kill me," he half chuckled to himself. He really was outmatched here. Standing, Cecil steeled himself for another attack.