The blood running down Arus's shoulder felt glacial as he heard a shriek full of menace. He shook off the dark influence looking at the holy blade and feeling invigorated. He once again struck out out with deadly precision against the risen hordes. Panting heavily as he finished another swing he realized it would be unwise to fight further on the front lines. He fell back and took a drink of his vulenary; he felt refreshed as the energy flowed through his body sealing his wounds, for the most part.
[hr]
8 actions

6 actions attacking nearby Risen
1 action retreating
1 action using vulenary