Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150328063056/@comment-29458028-20150331100611

The orc balls were, of course, hit, since he was slow and cumbersome. Irgonnar sat down in a slow motion, his mouth opening and letting out a deafening roar as tears formed in his eyes. The ground shuddered.

Before anyone could respond, a red streak flew at Irgonnar, as Iona materialized over him with her scythe drawn, pure rage and hatred in her eyes. It was as if her anger at seeing Raytheon with Lerisa was all released.

Whatever happened next was not exactly pretty, as Iona repeatedly brought her scythe down again and again, sending blood flying everywhere.

Raytheon sighed and got back on his horse, shrugging and lending his hand to Lerisa.

"Well, we can leave Iona here till she is done ... let's go..."