Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140128024529/@comment-12599067-20140201030528

The wraith hissed and screeched, reeling from the onslaught of the adventurers. The fingers of electricity arced from Torene's hands and the Shout from Nahlgaaf were just too much to handle at one time, and so the wraith let out a shrill scream as the sheer power of the attack caused it to crumble into dust. When the assault had finally ceased, only a pile of smoldering ash and tattered cloth remained, releasing a small cloud of black smoke into the air.

"Well, if anything didn't know we were here, it does now," Jack observed. He had stayed at the back of the group when the wraith had attacked, knowing his knives would do little against the creature. He hoped they wouldn't interpret his actions as cowardice, and watched as Makoru shakily rose to his feet, using Bloodharvest to prop him up. "Can you walk?"

"I'll be fine," Makoru answered, bringing his attention to Torene, who was still glowing with arcane energy. He made a mental note not to cross her anytime soon as he inspected his armor, prodding at a gash made in one of his pauldrons where the blast had narrowly missed turning him into a smoking crater. "What in Oblivion was that?" he asked, turning his attention back to Torene.