[hider=Character Condition]
Location: Dungeons
Health: Hungry. About to get a busted arm and damaged mouth
Actions: Heavy damage to World Breaker. Damage self in process.[/hider]

This were getting bad, it would take awhile for the guards to make their way through the rubble but it wouldn't matter. The voice of the mind was a major drain on 9, in fact he was surprised it worked at all since he wasn't even a praetorian. To say he was proud of himself would be an understatement, however that soon was dashed by the arrival of a large warrior. The new arrival was going to be a huge problem, he proved his strength by breaking the sword of web chest and then his durability by shrugging off the magic with a laugh. The man kept moving forwards, but his armor wasn't without faults. 

The pointy eared magic one had taken a small piece of armor out of the equation. Originally he couldn't have dreamed of getting through the armor, he just didn't have the talons specialized for piercing and he wasn't old enough to become a praetorian. However with the addition of a small hole, 9 had a chance to get through him. Looking down to his hands, he knew he couldn't do this with the antlered one in his arms, gently he put her down and said [i]"I apologize antlered one, but you will need to lay here for a moment. I will be back soon."[/i] However he wasn't as sure on that as he hoped he was.

With a grunt, 9 activated the emergency adrenal glands located around his body. As the liquid strength flooded his body, 9 released a mighty roar and charged. Faster than he had ever been before he crashed into the large man and plunged his talon deep into the hole. Unfortunately it didn't go as deep as was planned, only going several inches in his chest. Taking his hammer, the man slammed it into the talon. Then again, and again until finally it broke off. The pain was immense, the stump exploded with the fires of exposed synapses. Reeling back, 9 brought his crested head down on the man repeatedly until it popped.

Now it was time for his real plan to come to fruition. Summoning up his bile, 9 threw up on the man. The acidic bile flowed down his exposed face while traveling down his armor. Wildly the man swung again, this time connecting with 9 face. Spitting out several teeth, 9 backed off. The adrenaline had wore off and he was now feeling the full force of the pain he was in. Walking back to the antlered one, 9 picked her up in his arms yet again while saying weakly [i]"See anltered one....Back before you know it."[/i] Hopefully the others took advantage of the damage he took to weaken the man.