10/23/2025, 9:51 PM
Skill: Warrior
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Everything devolved into chaos. It was if the lands themselves rippled, the creatures roaring to life in a sharp blue haze. Draugur's face was dangerous, his eyes slit against the wind and sand as the roar of the living sounded off against the rumble of the supernatural.
Draugur charged, at first alongside his brothers, but soon became caught up in his own battle. A singular monster roared at him, large mits retaliating against Draugur's lashing fangs as the impossible war waged on. The bites were sharp, the strikes tingling his skin. And as Draugur's fangs aimed to rip flesh, they met nothing but the sharpness of sand as the figure seemed to apparate in and out of reality.
The teen would snarl, pushing forward as a quiet rage overcame him.
Rip, tear. Do not release.
He could hear Abaddon's roar. He could sense the silent rage of Baal. They were still here, the mortals, standing alongside him as they clashed with the creatures of the desert. And that voice. The voice (his voice?). It had had told him to persist. Persist.
And persist he would.
