Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20191209190957/@comment-8397818-20191210211759

Dion felt the cries of the daemon the most, as if they were inside his head. A tears of blood swam from his eyes. He fell on a knee and caught his head with his free hand. The pain was momentery, yet its echoes will ring in his mind for a while.

The damned spirit has stunned Dion for a moment, but shortely after that, he stood up and raised Arash in search of the dying Tau, while at the same time looking for the Kreigsman. He cleaned his face of his own blood, trying to catch his breath.

The battle was over.