[ Damianos is not an easy man to fell. He is a monster of a person, brutal in battle— he can remember the expressions on the faces of the men at Charcy, the blacking out of his vision as he'd slaughtered half a field to get to his target. This was not the same sort of fight, but his stamina and strength are not diminished because if it.
Still, those claws were designed for predation. Damen has never fought an animal like that head on before, not even the hunting of the lions was like this. He bleeds freely from his arm, the flesh split horrifically. Adrenalin pumps through him strong and so Damen can't fully appreciate the pain he is in, but he can feel the tingle of his damaged flesh beyond that and it tells him how bad it is without looking.
The young Hero finishes what he had started before turning back to him. Damianos is pale and shaking, even through the determination in his expression. Blood spills between his fingers where he holds his arm shut. ]
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Still, those claws were designed for predation. Damen has never fought an animal like that head on before, not even the hunting of the lions was like this. He bleeds freely from his arm, the flesh split horrifically. Adrenalin pumps through him strong and so Damen can't fully appreciate the pain he is in, but he can feel the tingle of his damaged flesh beyond that and it tells him how bad it is without looking.
The young Hero finishes what he had started before turning back to him. Damianos is pale and shaking, even through the determination in his expression. Blood spills between his fingers where he holds his arm shut. ]
Well done.