[Flynn]

Am I part of them? Are they part of me? TAG. Damion Wildblood THEME. xxx NOTES. yea he still has that sword he should use that

His ears caught what Damion said and he calmed just a bit... until two of them lunged at him. Grabbing his sword and drawing it with his right hand, he swung the old Katana down to the wolf diving for his leg. His left arm pushed forward, aiming to catch the wolf just under the neck and redirect it towards where the third was circling. His right foot, while he was swinging for the diving wolf, he lifted upwards, preparing to try and stomp on the wolf's snout, should it get too close. "Snot nosed pups!" He barked out. If the smell of iron hit his nose, it'd become harder for him to control his self, so he had to mentally prepare to bear down on those primal tugs.

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[Damion Wildblood]

Taking another deep breath in, letting the rage build in him, “Now.” Letting out a primal howl, Damion swings his ax down at the wolf in front of him, then turning it back around swiftly, assuming the natural pack animals would see that as a good chance to jump him from behind. Either way, after that he would wait for the next idiot to come at him then retaliate accordingly. His ax was thirsty and it would drink well this fight.


Eyes glowing bright, “What is wrong lizard man? You are letting your dogs die.” He locks eyes with him for a moment. At least he thinks he does, a lizalfos’ eyes are never still for long. “If you had trained wolfos you might have a chance.” Damion grins devilishly at the lizalfos, baring his teeth. "Let me show you what a monster really is." He hoped the lizalfos took his taunts, he had a plan if it jumped at him. Something fun that would make the hunt much more entertaining.

This could go very poorly if they didn’t handle this right. Wolves, especially in such large numbers could be problematic. He wasn’t going to let the lizalfos in on that though.

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Die puppers die!!

Flynn - Give into the rage now.

[IrishKitty]

MOD MAGIC

The wolf jumping at Flynn was grabbed and successfully flung into its partner, both wolves scrambled in a mess of limbs and adrenaline. Both snapped at each other agitatedly and by the time they had righted themselves they were of no use to their sibling attacking the blue monster.

As Flynn swung his sword down and stomped at the wolf attacking his leg he is able to sufficiently pin the wolf’s muzzle to the ground as the sword came down smoothly severing the wolves head from its body. Being trained to not back down the now standing wolves attacked in a frenzy one charging at Flynn’s sword arm and the other circled around to his back to attack from behind.

As Damion swing his axe down on the advancing wolf (3rd) it makes a sickening squelch as the axe cleaves the body smoothly in half. The wolf didn’t have a chance to let out a yelp of pain before it fell. Damion’s instincts were correct as the two from behind lunged at him; one for the kidney (1st), the other for a leg(2nd). As Damion swings his axe around he hits the head of the first and his axe sticks in the skull of the wolf leaving an opening for the second wolf to lunge and sink its teeth into Damion’s thigh. The fourth wolf takes this opportunity to jump onto Damion’s back and attempts to take a bite at his shoulder.

Rage boiled within Grimorad, this anger conflicted with his instinct for survival. He had raised those wolves from pups and now they were lying in pieces on the forest floor. He charged, unintelligibly, at the hulking Hylian…monster? Throwing his boomerang.
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Flynn- 1 of 3 wolves dead/2 attacking

Damion Wildblood-2 of 4 wolves dead-one biting your thigh the other on your back-Grimorad’s charging and flung his poisoned boomerang at you.

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[Flynn]

Am I part of them? Are they part of me? TAG. Damion Wildblood THEME. xxx NOTES. RIP forgot it was my turn.

That was all the permission he needed, Damion's own howl was a signal that he could finally let loose as well. Flynn let out his own, feral battle cry, flexing his arm and pressing it further into the wolve's mouth, growling and snarling back at it, rows of sharp teeth exposed. His other hand reached to grab his sword, he hadn't missed the wolf running around to his back side. With his sword now gripped in his opposite hand, Flynn moved to plunge the weapon into the wolf's neck, whatever would bring the damned thing down and get it off of him so he could focus on the one behind him. "Rotten dog!" At least the monsters in the water were smart to not attack him, they didn't jump him and no known monster could tame a Malgyorg, so the wolves of the sea were left untouched by disgusting creatures like this Lizalfos. For now, he'd ignore the wolf at his back, but would be more than ready to lash out at it if it thought it could jump him while he was dealing with his friend.

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[Damion Wildblood]

Dark laughter emanates from Damion; the lizard had taken the bait. Good. He had thrown the boomerang at him, he had anticipated this. Taking the knob of his ax he butts the wolf biting his leg. If it lets go to yelp he would then flip his ax and lob the wolf towards the incoming boomerang.


Turning, mindful of the wolf on his back, who was biting Damion every chance it got, Damion begins to advance on the lizalfos. It was a good thing there would be so many usable pelts after this fight the damned wolf was ruining the ones he had currently. Eyes glowing an intense violet. “Your hunt is inverted. Your ‘prey’ is now your hunter.” Dark energy swirls around Damion’s fist and he slams it into the ground, chains of darkness erupting from the ground, seeking the wolf on his back and the lizalfos.

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Flynn

[IrishKitty]

MOD MAGIC

With a sickening squelch and a dying yelp, the wolf about Flynn’s arm gives one last bite before the jaw slackens and the body crumples to the ground leaving only the wolf circling behind you left to be dealt with. Though this one was being more cautious after seeing two of its pack fall and keeps its distance for now teeth barred and snarling.

More yelps fill the air as Damion breaks the wolf free from his leg and tosses it as a meat shield into the incoming boomerang, which elicits another snarl of anger from Grimorad who kept charging until caught in the snare of shadows as his eldest wolf falls lifeless to the ground, spine severed. The wolf on Damion’s back becomes ensnared in the trap as well being yanked off of his back and anchored to the ground.

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Flynn-2 of 3 wolves dead. Third is being cautious and keeping a distance. You have minor bite injuries

Damion Wildblood-3 of 4 wolves dead and Grimorad and wolf #4 are ensnared in your. You have minor bite injuries and some torn hides

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[Flynn]

Am I part of them? Are they part of me? TAG. Damion Wildblood THEME. xxx NOTES. xxx

Flynn let out a snarl of his own, his head whipping around to face and stare down the last remaining enemy of that little group. The wolf kept it's distance but it had the gall to snarl at him like that? He flashed his own teeth at the beast and decided to make the first move, injured or not. With a tight grip on his sword, he took several steps forward, arm tensing and swinging his weapon in a brutal downwards arc. He'd had it with these pups, and with the blood flowing in his ears, he'd hardly registered the sound of chains. He wasn't in the main fight with the lizalfos right now, instead, he was entirely focused on this last wolf. The damned thing didn't even have the guts to jump in and help it's friend while it had a grip on him. Flynn didn't bother to think on whether or not it would've helped the wolves or not, he was just annoyed that the damned thing was not only a sniveling, growling mutt. But a coward as well. A pest. An annoyance. Yet so minuscule in the world that it's greatest efforts were seen to Flynn as an equivalent of a butterfly getting snatched out of the air by a bird.

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