Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190130124642/@comment-25828117-20190201023204

Graicus could hear something snap.

But scream out in pain he could not do, for the air was knocked out of his lungs by the impact. His eyes looked up at the Minotaur's ugly mug and the sunlight peering through the evergreen pines beyond.

The snap had been the piece of splintery wood stuck into his lower back, a bit had broken off. Not a broken bone luckily but now a very deep wound with a sharp thing imbedded within him.

The Imperial could feel the minotaur's fist press in his mighty chest, making it even more difficult to breathe.

With a swing he brought the sword in his hand round and sliced at the beast's wrist.