Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180220143037/@comment-17114085-20180519175937

The Werecrocodile was stunned and Kyrnil pulled back his weapon for another swing. The son of Hercenos wouldn't be able to block this swing.

However, black spikes errupted from the ground and one of them stabbed Kyrnil in the back of the knee while the others locked his legs in place. "This power too...the Reachmen general's got himself quite the arsenal." Kyrnil muttered.

Another ghost approached, a child of Namira.

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Eorlund tried to attack the ghostly woman in front of him, but she easily dodged his sword swing.

"Seems like steel won't cut it." Eorlund muttered and began to charge a spell. His sword started to spark with electricity.

Cosnach laughed up on the cliffside. Beside him was another ghost, one that hadn't gone down to fight. "Look at them, my minions are tearing them apart. Once these Half-Gods are dead they'll join my army and I will then retake my throne."

The ghost beside him didn't talk, he just stood there guarding the son of Clavicus Vile.