Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-5824038-20151025194251

Guetierre pulled his sword out of Sander in time to parry Lyrissa's thrust, but before he could follow through with a riposte another bone bullet ripped into his shoulder, tearing the flesh and rendering his left arm useless.

His parrying dagger dropped form his hand, and the vampire staggered back a step.

Sander was in no position to take advantage of his enemy's weak position, though, as his own injuries were severe. Due to his decreased regeneration, his internal bleeding was getting worse faster than he could stem the tide.

'It's no use,' spat Guetierre, blood spraying from his mouth. 'Killing me will accomplish nothing! My blessing will still exist, in you; another will simply take my place! My power will live on!'

'It will accomplish something,' Sander growled. 'Revenge is not all that constructive, but if it even begins to fill the gap in my soul left by the past then it will all be worth it. The death, suffering, and blood, all of it led me to this moment.'

Lyrissa would notice Jean Francois shift his posture ever so slightly, hinting that a quick offensive movement at Sander would be coming shortly.