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Nova hated the Hemlock's element, probably more than most. He had learned to dislike their poison on a personal level owing to the accident in which he had bit Schemeko, an error in judgement that almost killed him had it not been for the help of Cerise, BattleDemon, and Schemeko himself. He could still feel the acid in his mouth from that day, and remembering the convulsions that tormented his weakened body made Nova shudder, even now.

These poison wolves looked vicious, and Nova knew that his next poisoning would not be accidental. The situation was probably the bleakest yet, which is a lot considering the day so far. BattleDemon and Durandel were each about to be attacked by a pair of wolves, leaving Nova with a lanky green tinted wolf that somewhat reminded Nova of Schemeko, and perhaps even as crazy. As Nova sized the other wolf up and tried to think of which way to run, he couldn't help but hear the taunting of Vitani.

Distracted, Nova would have been floored by the leaping green wolf had Durandel not been hurled into him as a result of his fight. Knocked flat, the green wolf sailed over Nova. If the green Hemlock had been surprised, he certainly didn't show it. Why shouldn't he be confident? It was five on three!

Scrambling to his paws, Nova's heart raced as he readied a spear of ice in midair to shoot at his attacker. A motion out of the side of his eye made him miss his mark wildly. Realizing what was happening to his Alvan companion, Nova desperately yelped "Battle!" It was the only thing he could get out before being clawed in the face by his attacker.