Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191009222229/@comment-25828117-20191012235503

Emile could hear the sickening sound of flesh parting on the edge of his spear. The woman's eyes bulged out of her head and her face screwed up into one of pain.

Her weight leaned down on the spear, causing him to feel his feet slip slightly backwards towards the hole.

Shrava's scorching wall caused several disciples to scatter. Jumping and dropping on their bellies and sliding slightly down. Those unlucky enough to get caught by the fire were torched within a second. Their shadow burnt into the brickwork  behind them.

Kashya's move sent the man tumbling forward into the pit. A scream followed him down in an echo.

Clodagh could feel the brick crack against her right cheek. Ouch, that was gonna leave a bump for sure.

Scaldor ripped the throat from out of the khajiit, leaving her clutching for air as blood poured out from the gaping wound. She fell to her knees and died pretty quickly after that. The body slowly sliding down towards the hole.

Cade and Baldr were too big to be attacked by individual members.

From the archways surrounding the cistern, those disciples that had mastered some magic tossed shock magic the covenant's way from behind the pillars that they used as cover.

Lysilde managed to ward the one directed at cade off. The streak of lightning seemed bound to hit him and her but a distorted refraction of light seemed to divert it to the ground.

The one aimed at Baldr hit him though. It felt like receiving lashes.

More enemies poured into the funnel to deal with them and more mages lurked around the edges to take potshots at them where they were not looking. Luckily these daedra worshipers seemed to care about friendly fire since they did not cast at those who were fighting with their comrades out of fear that they might hit them instead.