Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140617030930/@comment-11588669-20140624033932

Echion spat out blood, and gave a moan. This was pitiful. He was a Warforged damnit! He was Seigebreaker! A magebane who had faced down an archmagi and won!

Get up...they're taking her away...

His body refused to respond, the pain delaying his nerves.

Get up, damn it!

He got his arms under him. His breathing was ragged and painfull. It felt like someone had driven knives into every inch of his body.

''Get! Up!''

Shakily, he pushed himself to his feet. He chuckled painfully, looking at the Queen. His shield activated, and he drew his gladius slowly, pointing it at the guards. "Drop...her....now..."