Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-27550231-20190505224600

From a distance the Warden watched. From a distance he took it all in and thought of the sacrifices of today. His silent tally worked over what was lost and what could be gained. His mind silently ran through the numbers and before long he had his solution. The day would not be saved by holding the lines. No amount of carnage nor lives mattered at this point as their numbers seemed endless. Only by severing the head of this massive serpent would this battle end and only then if they could sever it.

Jorge left the lines and made his way to the eye of the storm. His cold battle rythm ignoring all around him as he cut through the battering waves of teeth and claws. He would stop this beast if not today tomorrow. If not this year then the next. He would continue to fight until his last breath until the goddess could no longer raise him. Until there was nothing left of him to resist.