[h2][center][color=ed1c24]Ericson of the God Eaters[/color][/center][/h2]

[i][u]Unknown location-893 HP-1/4 Stamina                                                                                     	                                                        [/u][/i]

Ericson growled again, his allies had been thrown off the great magical beast like toys... and he had had enough. Her charged the beast one last time, intent on finishing it. He launched himself at the back of its left leg and put all his strength behind a two handed swing of his sword, aiming to cleave the thick leg in twain. As he passed underneath it, hopefully bringing it to one knee, he would quickly shout to his allys, [color=ed1c24]"If I fail in this, I'll have nothing left. You'll have to finish it."[/color], with that, he charged one more time.

His sword was aimed to cleave the great monsters head in two, he wanted to imbed it in the magical monsters skull. He would not die here, no he had far too much to do. He had discovered someone... the woman, the council's blood was in her he was sure of it. She had the deep cold rage of the old council, all it needed was an outlet and training. He would not die and he would not let this beast kill her, flesh or no flesh. With a great shout he brought his great blade down on the things skull, attempting with all he had left in him to cleave from the top of its skull to the base of its neck. [i]He would kill it... for the God Eaters.[/i]