Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190126220742/@comment-17114085-20190222124559

(Since Red hasn't replied in almost a week, I'll be taking control of Heyvahkrin for the time being.)

The stern cultist didn't reply to Kane's compliment. She saw over her shoulder how the fight with the dragon was going.

Jermulgraag had managed to protect himself, but he had yet to return to the sky and the humans were making progress against him. Even with his immense power, the dragon was in trouble.

I mustn't let my master down. She thought.

With Hefndir charging at her, she was up against three opponents at once. Even her skills couldn't hold them off for long. "TIIDKLOUL!"

Everything around her began to slow down. She saw Hefndir's attack coming in slow motion. The cultist stepped out of his path, dodging his two attacks then slashed at his right leg with her Greatsword.

To the half-elf, the dwemer and the foreigner, she seemed to be moving 10 times faster. Her movements were all a blur to them.