Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24810427-20140315230549/@comment-24818339-20140320214008

(LOL yes.)

Galius yelled in pain. He slowly grabbed both shivs and pulled them out of his thighs. He was no genius with magic, but he knew minor restoration. Golden sparks lit his hand and spread across his body. They didn't heal the wounds completley, but it eased the pain and closed them a tiny bit. He started taking deep breaths, remembering to not panic. He started rapidly sliding back using his legs and forearms. His legs stung, and the poison slowed him down a bit. His chest felt like it had counterweights on it, forcing the air to squeeze out of his mouth. He pushed himself up slowly. He felt rage boiling up inside of him. More than hes ever felt before. It was then he exploded, (Figurativley) and went on a rampage, ignoring the pain. He kicked Venric in the jaw, and then unsheathed his blade. He looked for Silian frantically, while waiting for anything to happen.