Stone Circle ᚠᚢᚲᚴ ᚤᛟᚢ

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ᚦ — the pain that blossoms upon his face does not deter but only bolsters. driven swiftly to madness as the wolf fights back, sinking teeth to flesh, unwilling to relent just yet.
that is fine. draugr will punish.
quickly, he lets loose. letting the other viking find his footing, only to be bombarded once more. teeth flashing, scorring quickly for his right ear, striking and shredding. relishing in the spurt of blood, the rivulets that well and spill.
hearing the agonizing snarl ripple through his canopies. he is driven by vigor and feels it roar through his veins. unleashing blow after blow upon the man and receiving them in turn.