Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190818201215/@comment-5543592-20190826001800

Daireg met the spawning Morgus forms, sword point low, and swept up, cleaving the first of them in two. He spun, blade ready for the second.

Cade appeared from the stairwell, armor scraped from having forced himself through the narrow gap, blessed sword drawn.

He froze upon seeing the Mass of Morgus. A sudden eager, frenzied shake overtook his sword hand, and he murmured a low, "Purge..."