Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161008211047/@comment-25808351-20161030054022

The Wargs dart in and open there foaming maws. These Wargs look like wolf dogs, giant in size. Ten feet long and five feet high. They attack at blinding speed. Although I punch one sending it flying against the arena wall, the other four latch onto me and pull me down. As I'm engulfed by the four hungry beasts, they gnaw and tear at me, violently jerking me around as they cleave flesh. One thrashing my right leg, another latched to my left arm, one one my left shoulder and the last one I stopped by shoving my fist in its mouth.

With my free leg, I kick the Warg gnawing my right leg off and with my right hand in the other Wargs mouth, I grab it's tongue and rip it out. Both Wargs yip and retreat for a moment. With these few seconds, my now free hand grabs the Warg on my shoulder by nape of the neck and throw it. The last Warg latched to my arm, is introduced to a skull shattering punch. It's body falls lifeless to the ground, twitching slightly.

The other four regroup and charge again. I sprint toward them and leap into the air, I dive bomb down and crash into another Warg, it's body crushed like a dried autumn leaf. I grab one of the others and toss it at another Warg, they both bounce away like stones as I tussle with the lone Warg. My arms wrapped around its neck, the Warg thrashes violently to get free, but my grip tightens and its neck snaps. Dropping the Warg, I turn to see the last two forming up, flanking me on each side. Blood dripped from my wounds off my fingertips.