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Nawen continued shooting arrows at Thalmor from time to time hearing Aron's laughter. Both the mercenary and Aardorn were kind of scary now. She never took pleasure in killing. Whether it was an animal or some sort of evil person and she could not understand how others found it... enjoyable.
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Aardorn watched the thalmor run, dying and crying. He grabbed a thalmor who ran past him, and shoved his sword into the elf chest, then he knocked the elf to the ground and walked off, leaving the elf for dead. He stub those who past him, and killed as many as he could
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"Hahahaha, god this is fun!!" Selene shouted as she danced around the battle field with her daedric war fans, each beautiful move was deadly and lethal, cutting thalmor to pieces.

 

"Thought you might be scared to get blood on your clothes! I obviously thought wrong!" Aardorn said, he cleaned his sword on a thalmors body, and then charged and get it bloody again in a minute of viscous hacking and slashing

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As the redt of the thalmor died and dusk turned to Night the full Moon arose and while. Ussy mutilating a dead elf aron stopped and stared at the moon he started to look scared Said "no not now" almost crying and As you watched hes normaly brown eyes turned red and his hair started to grow down his back
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Selene looked over at aron, her clothes drenched with blood, she said "Oh god, a werewolf, this does not bode well."

 

as the pelt slowly covered his entire body he let out a mighty roar and turned around and with a single swype of his long claws he cut one of the mecenarys in half and quickly charging for the rest

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Selene looked over at aron, her clothes drenched with blood, she said "Oh god, a werewolf, this does not bode well."

 

as the pelt slowly covered his entire body he let out a mighty roar and turned around and with a single swype of his long claws he cut one of the mecenarys in half and quickly charging for the rest

 

Aardorn cursed "How in oblivion has he been leading a mercenary army as a werewolf?!" Aardorn shouted

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