Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190130124642/@comment-25828117-20190201015550

Graicus spat what bugged his lips out and focused on the charging bull. Steeling his nerves. Reminding himself he had survived worse nerve-wracking situations.

Almost as if by instinct seeing the animal bear its teeth so did he, accompanied by a low gutteral roar of anger. He would kill this thing even if it was twice his size.

At the right moment he would whirl aside turn and stab his other sword in the back of the minotaur as it passed him. This was assuming the beast would continue running straight and not swirl his head to the side, that could catch his side and probably take a good chunk of it with him.