Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140206023248/@comment-12599067-20140216012743

The wraith, which had already been heavily injured by receiving the enchanted blade in its heart, let out a dying shriek as dagger and spell hit home. The tattered robes quickly caught on fire and the body of the wraith was soon consumed in flames. Makoru pulled Bloodharvest out of the spectre's chest and looked to Niall and Daithi, who were in desperate need of rest and a good healer. Even with Torene and Claudius working hard to keep Daithi from bleeding out, he would definetly need sleep and time to fully recover.

Niall, on the other hand, turned down Claudius' offer of healing, which Makoru found surprising given that part of his hand was still lying on the ground. Daithi shakily rose to his feet, leaning on Claudius' shoulder for support, and nodded to Jack. Even if he was wounded, he was ready to start cracking skulls should Jack give the word.

"Can you stand, Niall?" Jack asked, turning his attention to the Imperial after Daithi had confirmed he was ready for battle.