Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150408103909/@comment-32420582-20150417013822

Lorkrim grabbed the last throwing dagger he had, it was an iron one, he threw it at the werewolf, trying to hit it's heart.

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Zulot muttered a curse under his breath, he had two choices here, either send his armor into lockdown so he may survive the attack or not and probably die. He decided to use all his magicka to turn his telekensis into a powerful shockwave, the unlikely to work, but he was a cornered dog here, he had no choice.