Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-26288702-20180425023448

In the moment Marcus is stationary in pain, allowing Prad’s attack to hit it’s target. The lightening strikes Marcus directly, and the Wardog howls in pain. His body seizures violently as the electricity courses through him. The shock passes after a few moments, Marcus stands still, his eyes glazed over. He is motionless, streams of smoke rise off of his body from the endless assault.

Miasma coursing through his veins, his face burnt, half melted and his nerves fried. He remains still for only a few more seconds, until he vomits black bial. He toppled forward like a tree that has been freshly cut down, and hits the ground with a thud. Barghest, Gethin and Corbin all halt dead in their tracks. They look upon the Destroyer with shock a concern.

“No.... NO! NoNoNoNo! Not here, not now! He’s too important!” Barghest shouts, urgency in his voice.