Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170106233106/@comment-7262318-20170117225813

The mace fully connected with the Orc's face. If the blunt trauma of a mace bludgeoning his skull and brain didn't end him, his neck snapping back certainly did. He flipped through the air and landed with a hard thud on the muddy ground.

The clouds seemed to dissipate as the Orc that summoned them was no more. The final lightning strike hit far off from the others, and the sun began to finally break through and shine down on the tired combatants...

Hafnir plopped down on the ground, looking at all of the rescued prisoners and making sure that none of them layed dead. Dalacon brushed some of the mud off of his robes and took in a deep breath, while Dar'Zah stood over the Orc's lifeless body and gloated.

"What're you gonna do about it now, buddy?" Dar'Zah yanked the kunai out of his gut. "Look at you! You like you got caught in a stampede, you stupid son-of-a-bitch!"