Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140606201652/@comment-3293219-20140608183332

The sword sliced through Set's stomach, slicing it open and prompting some blood to pour out. He'd been dead for a while, so not much blood was released from his stomach but it would have been a mortal wound, if he was indeed mortal.

Set cringed and clutched hold of the grass, growling in pain as he felt the same sensation all over again, his wounds in his chest and stomach flared, like they had been on fire and he felt like he was going to drop. Worst of all, he had to endure the pain a little longer this time...

"Gargh... R-Rie... I C-Cargh!" The Daedra returned, driving its sword into the ground and blighting the floor around him. The grass went black and withered away as rotting, fleshy tentacles rose up from out of the ground and began to grow in rapid sucession towards Maria, ready to attack Meridia's champion.