The shadowy caster fell, whether it was partly thanks to him or not Theodore did not know. Not that it would have mattered. One's role in the fight was all one had to know and their actions should always be performed to the fullest. Hit or miss, each soldier should give their duty their all. That was how the templar had taught and how Theodore had learnt to live and fight. According to his role. And his role was to pelt the enemy with bolts until it ceased being a threat or he ran out of ammunition.

He reloaded his weapon and took aim once more, his target being the big axe wielding creature. He briefly remembered the success he had had with the last one of its kind while trying to judge a weak spot for it. Somehow he just knew where to shoot for the attack to truly hurt, yet as he released the bolt a horrible doubt crept into his mind. Just how had he been so sure? Was it all a trick by the shadows to have him waste his ammunition? Nonetheless, the bolt had been let loose, so all he could do now was to reload while Katia celebrated her more apparent success below the path his shot would have had to take.
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Theodore remains unmoving on the roof while he sets [i]Slayer's Eye[/i] on the [i]Night Fury[/i] and takes a shot at it. The attack will likely be a close call, hit or miss with a roll of [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4388]12[/url]. If it hits, the attack will deal [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4390]13[/url] damage.

[b]HP:[/b] 35/35  [b]AC:[/b] 16  [b]Concentrating:[/b] Nothing
[b]Radiant Consumption:[/b] Available
[b]Slayer's Eye:[/b] On the [i]Night Fury[/i]
[b]War Priest:[/b] 0/2 uses expended

[b]Spells expended:[/b]
1/1 Free Unique
2/3 1st
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