Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20141223184931/@comment-5583506-20141224203836

She was close to enter a blood rage, and not the good kind... The Ghost-Wolf kind...

She rammed the greatsword through the chest of an unwary cultist and lifted him up above the ground with raw strenght, before she cast him off and watched him plunge to his death on the stone floor with a gaping hole in him.

As another one readied a fireball, she lunged to the side and used the wall to push herself further and faster, all the way straight into him, where she ended his life by spilling his guts all over the ground.

At least it is not a full moon, she reflected as she chopped another cultist's right arm off. Then I would never be able to drag myself out of this warzone...