Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161209153206/@comment-7262318-20161211125357

(She threw a full-force punch over the back of her head?)

Gluttony flew back and landed with a thud. With a groan, he got back up to his feet, nose oozing blood.

"Well... You'll have to deal with me," he grunted. From oblivion, spikes rose from the ground and ensnared Svenja in a trap with thorns jutting into her flesh.

Glut picked his dagger up and walked towards her. "You're wasting your time," He said. "By the time you get to Wrath, the Jarl will alread be ashes."