You plunge your dagger into the blinded vampire's neck this time. The blessed metal searing its flesh and making it howl in a mixture of agony and rage.
"I WILL DESTROY YOU!
The thrall easily dodges your blow and bites down on your leg.>>165647
Clearly, it doesn't. Nothing changes. You manage to do exactly nothing. Nada. Nichts. Null. Naught. Niets.
At least you managed to shield the filly from that thrall. You know, the one that just bit down his fangs into your flank.>>165653
Before you can try to heal the unfortunate filly, you are pushed to the ground by another thrall, who tries to bite down on your neck. >>165649
Yes, you do think back of your mom. Will you ever be able to see her again? Speak to her again? Hug her? Tell her that you love her? You aren't certain. There's a nagging feeling in the back of your head. Regret, maybe. Regret that your short life might already end here. So much potential, wasted because of bad luck and recklessness. "Hang on, little one."You feel the sensation of two teeth sinking deep into your throat. Something stirs within you. Something… alien to you. The feeling of inevitable death starts ebbing away and is replaced by a tiny bit of renewed strength. Roll a d10
"IN THE NAME OF THE EQUESTRIAN LAW, YOU ARE TO BE REMOVED FROM THIS REALM, DISSIDENT!"
Justicia barges into the room, her voice loud enough to be heard over the sound of battle.
Varro charges in, hacking off the head of the thrall attacking Alesa with his impressive battleaxe in one swift motion. Both head and body turn to dust and he helps her up, grumbling something that she can't quite catch.