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2/19/2016 3:18:12 AM
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[b]he throws a grenade into the horde and runs to back silver up, guarding his back from the shades. He noticeably grows weaker, yet still fights with dogged determination [/b]
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Edited by SilverPulse620: 2/19/2016 3:21:24 AM*Silver continues to blast away at Golden with his electricity. The shades yank the sword out of Wheatley's hand and start to hit him with the hilt of it. Silver turns around and starts to slash off their heads with his energy sword, destroying many of them [spoiler]Cut off their heads. [/spoiler]
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[b]he grabs the hilt as one goes to hit him and stabs it through the face. It dies. A melancholy grin spreads across his face below his ancient mask that his predecessors had given him, and had worn before him, in the same position. Letting out that same ungodly, psychopathic laugh as he mows through the hordes, mutilating heads from their bodies.[/b] "SILVER, YOU NEED SOME HELP?"
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"I've got this. You go."-Silver *he fires a blast of electricity at some shades
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"Yeah, like I'm just gonna leave you here with a bloodthirsty psychopath." [b]he finishes the shades and runs over to assist him[/b]
