Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11457306-20140704014014/@comment-12599067-20140706030229

The mantikora tried to snarl but could not, although in it's final death throes it's thrashing tail crushed Raig against the wall, probably breaking a few ribs at the least. Bjolmar laid his head back against the wall and let out a sigh of relief, then closed his eyes. The battle had been exhausting and his sides felt like they'd been hit with a battering ram, but his armor had protected him for the most part.

The guards went wild with applause. Even Praetus was cheering and clapping. That had been one of the best fights they'd seen in a long time. The room was still roaring with the sounds of jeering and applause when the guards came in to drag the gladiators to the healer, and the guards still seemed quite excited even when the guards came to drag off the mantikora's corpse.

"Some fight, huh?" Praetus grinned, having slipped through the crowd and over to Sysene's side in the chaos created by the jeering and applause.