Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180906221355/@comment-24510587-20181002231930

Fortunately, it was not a continuous surge, but a single thundering blast. The mercenary on top of Rolf, somewhat charred and most definitely not alive anymore, slumped over and plonked into the dirt. Rolf himself quickly scooted backwards, clearly distraught. Sparks were still surging across his limbs.

Marr groaned softly, barely conscious right now. A faintly glowing imprint of Morgus' handpalm remained where he'd been struck.