"...what" Wrasslin collapsed onto the floor in a beautiful centerfold position. He could feel the strength painfully being sapped from his body. All the hard work of his mentor seemed to have been going away, as if his years of training were all moot. No. His mentor taught him better. Wrasslin struggled under the new weight of his body from his lost strength, rolling over then picking himself back up, dusting off his body.

The elf coughed, weakly pointing at the new enemy as he escaped. "You're not getting away!" [url=http://orokos.com/roll/210281]Wrasslin flexed his quads then sprinted toward the boss.[/url]