"Rahhhhhhhhhh!!" The fully maddened rindar roared out, spurting copious amounts of blood from its throat as it did. The once indomitable and intelligent monster commander was now nothing but a severely injured and crazed beast with but a single thought remaining, kill.
Frost was knocked back by the rindar's vicious swipe, his glaive shaft groaning from the unmitigated assault however, he managed to keep his footing, it would take more than that to fell him.
Drip Drip Drip
Blood dripped from the rindar's body as he tensed up and prepared to charge. Frost's body also dripped blood but to a lesser degree. His internal injuries were nothing to sneeze at and were beginning to take a tole on him.
His arms and legs were trembling from exhaustion, a state that could be easily perceived if one was paying attention. His last burst of aura and the use of [Claw of the ice wolf] drained most of his last reserves, placing him in real jeopardy.
