Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161008211047/@comment-28358106-20161020114504

As Jorge falls to the ground with a thud behind me, I turn my attention to Hound. He seems to have everything in hand...until I hear more shuffling behind me. Necrophages pour into the passage, ones that weren't there when Jorge shot his fireball.

"Sorry Marcus, give me a minute!" Light wards appear in my hands and I throw a steady stream of arcanum that makes each corpse explode into ash when it hits them. I bounce it off the walls as it sweeps the corridor lile a writhing stream of light. (Note: my coat is way cooler than his cape.)