06-28-2018, 12:42 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-28-2018, 12:48 PM by Magikeeper.)
"TEN YARDS! The thing's tail has to be at least ten yards!" exclaims Scyto.
Wally grits his teeth and tightens his grip on the next axe. "You're a dancer, eh?"
"It's like a scythe.. no, like a butcher carving meat.. and the breath! Breath like a mountain wind on the darkest night! Scyto waves his hands wildly, the fear in his eyes seemingly genuine.
The look in Wally's eyes makes things clear - if anyone isn't feeling up for a fight, they better speak up fast.
---
Meanwhile, Dalton had somehow found himself fighting yet another drake. Fortunately it went down fairly easily, but the man was currently preoccupied with making sure the ship would be good for an immediate evacuation.
Wally grits his teeth and tightens his grip on the next axe. "You're a dancer, eh?"
"It's like a scythe.. no, like a butcher carving meat.. and the breath! Breath like a mountain wind on the darkest night! Scyto waves his hands wildly, the fear in his eyes seemingly genuine.
The look in Wally's eyes makes things clear - if anyone isn't feeling up for a fight, they better speak up fast.
---
Meanwhile, Dalton had somehow found himself fighting yet another drake. Fortunately it went down fairly easily, but the man was currently preoccupied with making sure the ship would be good for an immediate evacuation.