Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170503201038/@comment-31595069-20170503213749

"Do you smell that my warriors! Fear! The prey is but a mere greenhorn! Look how he trembles! Easy prey! Maybe the more young they are the more ferocious they fight when they are pushed!" Vulf laughed as he continued to clash with Elizabeth.

She continued to defend and counter his attacks however with her a bit too focused she felt something slash at her back. With Mek and Whiskey occupied, the trap was sprung.

One man hiding in the battle threw an axe at Elizabeths back from a bush which caused her guard to drop but for a mere moment giving Vult enough time to slash at her. A few slashes at her arm and multiple slashes at her body caused her to cry out in pain as she backed away to escape his wrath before pulling out the axe in her back. Blood now pooling down.

"And so it is decided by nature! The strong defend the weak of kin! The trap was to trap the woman! But I dont need your technique anymore! If you die I will claim first place in this merry hunt!" He looked at the wounded Elizabeth who was now shaking in pain. Grinding her teeth.

He soon turned to Whiskey. "And the bait was you! Such fear! Such vulnerability! You were but a lamb surrounded by wolfs! Now warriors! Hunt them both! Take their blood as your trophy...My hunt...Begins." He laughed as Elizabeth had rage and pain plastered on her face as she turned around and ran despite her injuries. Her legs were fine, but her good arm was rendered useless, and she was losing blood fast. She could not defend against this beast,