Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-27550231-20180311021925

He was tired. His arms ached due to his training. His fet felt sluggish and heavy. His exhaustion halving his effort to resist the attacks and he was soon pushed back from the portal, battered but still standing.

He wanted to draw his sword but any extra movement from his arms was futile as his body gave up and he was foced to brace against his shield and wait for any further attacks. He knew that he could not face this thing in his current position, but he had to try.