|The Autumn Assassin's Mask||Epic Helm|
|Raid damage: 2540|
Duel power: 337
|3. Lydia glared, and spat in turn. But her tree wasn't going to fell itself either -- and if she didn't put in at least as much work as the others, she'd never hear the end of it. So she hefted her axe.
"I'll pretend it's his face," she said, as she planted her feet.
She prepared to take that cathartic chop, aiming for the wedge of light, clean wood she'd already cut into the near-blackness of its bark. Movement flashed in the corner of her eye. Lydia looked round, and had just enough time to think, "I told him so!"
Then a heavy piece of metal smashed her head.
|Part of The Autumn Assassin's Set|