Battle Joined

"Can you stand?" Tiella asked the thief and at his nod she drew her dagger and moved into a defensive stance waiting for what might come next. She did not expect the mass of rotten limbs that burst from the earth beneath her feet in an attempt to drag her under.

Screaming she slashed out at them releasing some of the gathered power from her dagger and drawing in death magic from the undead flesh. Black flames danced around her feet as she fought to stay free.

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Majvoc sprang aside as the hands burst from the soil and rather than fighting the assault he concentrated on dancing away from their reaching fingers while he looked for a safe place to stand.

***

Balars axe was a blur as he tried to cut a path to where Erik and Sigrid fought. Several of the undead were fully emerged now and attacked him with clawed hands, which he sliced away with an animal snarl.

Step by step he grew closer while all the time the howl of the death goddess filled the air.

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Heimdal was thrown back by the sudden rush of the Jotun and grasping his sword in both hands he made to charge in and rejoin the fray only to find his path blocked by an explosion of putrid soil.

He staggered back guarding his eyes and barely moved in time to avoid the headlong rush of two giant trolls, their eyes white in mindless death and their enormous limbs rotting to the bone. The undead beasts converged on him as he hacked great chunks from their flesh only to see it grow back with horrific speed.