Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24355660-20140111003927/@comment-24355660-20140111012756

Silver felt something well up inside. It could've been the energy from Hunter's Blessing, but it seemed to mix with something else. Something blazing hot and thick in his chest. He gritted his teeth as his grip on his sabers tightened. The aura around him flared up, his voice low and almost like a growl. "Go.  Get the hell out of here now!"

Pushing Angelina back outside of the Beowolves, he turned his attention back to them as he launched himself back into the fray. He rammed into one as he delievered a series of deep cuts and devastating punches. As the mangled corpse fell, Silver turned to the next one and raised his blade up to strike.

RRRIIIIPPPP!!!!

The back of Silver's sleeveless hoodie and shirt were ripped open, trails of blood on the Beowolf's claws. Falling forward, Silver's stomach met with the head of a Beowolf and he was sent flying. He crashed through a few trees, breaking them like they were twigs. He landed against one and slumped down. His body went limp and his swords were released from his grip.