He lit the arm on fire, doing what looked like a cartwheel, he landed next to dmitri. If he was gonna get hit again, jack was going to try to stop it
The corpse ran around, shrieking like hell had broken lose, making lightning fall as heavy rain on all.
She burns the arm as she spits out ashes- bleck!!
Jack put his hand in the air, forming a force field around the group. It wouldn't last forever, but they'd be good long enough to heal
Oh good now hes a wild turkey...
The corpse shrieks at the top of its lungs, bringing down a lightning bolt the size of a truck, down on Jack.
As he healed, he jumps onto Dmitry...pinning him down. "Now it is time for the head..." He growled.
((Jesus I missed a lot. Just pretend Violet was knocked out by the lightning this whole time and she just woke up or something.))
Violet snapped her eyes open, jumping up but stumbling a bit. She shook out her fur, taking in the scene in front of her. She watched as Dmitri attacked the corpse, and ran towards them.
Violet snapped her eyes open, jumping up but stumbling a bit. She shook out her fur, taking in the scene in front of her. She watched as Dmitri attacked the corpse, and ran towards them.
Jack ran out of the shield, ready to help dmitri at any moment, he turned to violet. "Here, heal, he said, throwing a potion. "You should be fine in there, just tag in whenver
The corpse shrieks at the top of its lungs, bringing down a lightning bolt the size of a truck on Dimitri.
Jack shot his own bolt of lightning at his, trying to stop it
Grabbing Dmitry's head on both sides...he relied on Jack to keep the lighting off of him. Pulling the head, he started to rip it off
Violet drank the potion before shifting into a wolf again, charging towards Dmitri and the hunter.
The bolts cancels each other out.
-vanth sits under the shield resting watching the fight-
Roaring, his arm muscles tensed visibly as he snapped the threads of muscle from Dmirty's neck one by one
The sound of rotting flesh ripping blends with the shrieks. Then it stopped, the shrieks, the lightning, the fight. The glowing eyes of Dmitry extinguished. Leaving only a carcass, turning dust.
Huffing some, he looked around to his pack...taking assessment of who all needed tending to...even though he looked like all his energy was spent...he was more concerned about his pack first
-she limps to the body and nuzzles dmitri and licks his face- are you ok?
"I'm all good, I can help the others if you want, and I'm sure you need healing as well." he said, offering a hand to help him up
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