Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150208200941/@comment-5583506-20150504150637

Varg shook the cold from the blizzard off of him, growling angrily in an upcoming blood rage.

"Sons of bitches!" he cursed as he turned around to face the Demon anew.

He then roared as he rushed head-on to the Demon's right side, following the lead of Thomas' arrow. He then let loose a forceful blow of the cleaver against the creature's exposed wrist.

"MY TURN!"