[i]Althalus[/i]

[color=00aeef]"Ow! Let go you little fuck! I am not going through this again!"[/color] Althalus cursed, shaking his hand with the Uth on it. It was strong enough to bite through the chainmail armor on his hand, thank the gods above, but it was still a pain in the ass. The creature merely growled at him, digging in its heels. He would have found it funny how much like a dog with a bone it was if it wasn't for the fact that it was [i]gnawing on his hand.[/i] After several moments of attempting to yank his hand out of the shadow monster's mouth he gave up. [color=00aeef][i]This is going to be unpleasant.[/i][/color] He thought, grimacing in preparation. Setting his feet he began to flood the mouth of the Uth with decay magic. The Uth squealed as its mouth and tentacles rotted and fell apart, a rusting dagger stuck in its mouth. It fell to the ground dead, the rot slowly consuming most of its head. 

Althalus himself stumbled to the side and immediately vomited, heaving up what he'd eaten before all this mess had begun. [color=00aeef]"Well. Didn't puke up blood this time. So I'm making progress."[/color] He groaned, unsteadily picking himself up. His stomach felt like there as an entire war going on in it, and was considering expunging the rest of his food from the day as well. He looked over at Darell as Helena rescued the man. [color=00aeef]"You know, for someone who knows so much about it, "[/color] Althalus grumbled, making is way over to them, [color=00aeef]"you are awfully bad at this whole Nox thing."[/color] He pulled two more daggers into his hands, readying himself for another assault.