Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140330230839/@comment-12599067-20140419174152

Mannimarco's breath caught in his throat and he was still for a moment, as his mind had not yet registered the fact that he had been stabbed. Then he looked down at the ebony sword that was lodged in his chest and understood that he was dying, and he felt himself shudder as he stared at the bloodstained blade. He then looked up to the man who had killed him, but he saw no regret in Makoru's eyes. Any pity he felt for the dying Necromancer was well-hidden.

Finally, Makoru ended the Worm King's suffering by withdrawing his blade from Mannimarco's chest and letting the Necromancer bleed out where he lay. In truth, he did feel some pity for the King of Worms, but he was far too exhausted to show it. He turned his attention back to the immediate company as triumphant battle cries rang out from behind the gates and the conjured storm began to disappear, but there was nothing but silence. The look in his eyes was enough to tell that the nightmare was finally over, and so he spoke nothing of it.