Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150926134001/@comment-29559990-20150928010612

The Orc stood there for a moment, dazed by the axe that was not embedded into his stomach.

Duraak grinned and pulled the axe out of his stomach, and a red aura began to envelop him. As it did, the wound in his stomach healed up quickly. It looked as if he had never been touched at all...

"That one tickled a little bit," he smirked, slowly walking towards the Breton...