Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190301003406/@comment-25828117-20190301165718

Graicus had drifted off almost immediately. The gladiator punched the bear on the muzzle hard. Again, and again, and again. With all his might as the savage beast ripped into his flesh. With the spear he stabbed it in the chest. The black hair coated dark red where it had stuck. With incredible force and a roar the gladiator pushed the bear up with the spear to get from underneath it. The gladiator had fresh new scars and he bleeding liberally. But he had no time to lick his wounds, he was fighting a monster. "Impressive. That's it." Hircine approved. Graicus took his spear from out of the bear's chest as it stood upright now, towering before him, almost like that minotaur had done. The gladiator kept his spear in front of him as if to scare the beast off, keeping it at bay. Taking gentle steps forwards. "Get away!" - Graicus' head shook awake again. He had been in the dream again. Or rather, the other world. He was hurting all over as if the slashes and scratches were still there. The areas of skin where he had gashes in the dream were incredibly hot. Invisible wounds inflicted by the beast.