Post by lowlaville on Feb 1, 2022 13:41:42 GMT
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[attr="style","font-family:nothing you could do;font-size:20px;color:white;"]There was no time to congratulate himself on his hits, not when Jacob ended up spinning around, a wild swing towards Afvaldr’s face. Despite its desperate nature, it connected solidly, impacting Afvaldr’s jaw with a loud crack. The viking stumbled back, his jaw aching and probably dislocated. He watched as Jacob shrank in size, his wolf-like features becoming more human and mundane. A part of Afvaldr was disappointed, wanting to fight the beast. The rest of him, however, saw this as a perfect opening. He lunged forward, eager to finish this fight, not realizing how quick the man still remained.
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, Jacob slipped behind the raging man, his arms coiling around Afvaldr’s throat and squeezing hard. The viking began flailing, elbows looking to reach Jacob, trying to worm his way out of the hold, but the [attr="style","color:#5ad7fe;display:inline"]úlfur
remained steadfast. The glowing tattoos began to flicker and fade, Afvaldr’s strikes becoming slower and less powerful. He managed to choke out a few words, slurred by the lack of oxygen and his dislocated jaw.[attr="style","color:#5ad7fe;display:inline"]“Þú vinnur. You fight strong.”
With that, the tattoos faded completely, leaving only bare skin, and Afvaldr slipped into unconsciousness.Jacob sensed the fading of the Viking warrior with his entire being, and let him go promptly, taking care not to let him fall, rather let him rest in one corner of the ring, before slapping the side of his face. "WAKE UP!" Was it effective? Only time would tell.
Jacob sat right in front of him on the mat. "Someone bring me a bottle of water!" He called. "You were strong as well. You made me turn! That's something not many have been able to do, forcing me to go all out."
As for the full on werewolf, somethings were better left alone. He didn't want to be a murderous monster.
Jacob sat right in front of him on the mat. "Someone bring me a bottle of water!" He called. "You were strong as well. You made me turn! That's something not many have been able to do, forcing me to go all out."
As for the full on werewolf, somethings were better left alone. He didn't want to be a murderous monster.