Valmjr weaved and parried, facing his ghastly foe. The familiar feeling of the warrior's high, as he thought of the rush of adrenaline and focus that he felt when his life was on the line, began to push all thoughts of harming the crypt guardians out of his mind. He was regressing to a more primitive state, one of kill-or-be-killed. One he knew very well, a feeling in his body that had kept him alive in the endless battles of Ysgard this long. 

The flaming green blade tore through the other two guardians. The masked man attacked the foe that Valmjr currently faced, not landing a hit but distracting it as the swashbuckler moved up to the same target, buying Valmjr the opening he needed. With one might swing of [i]Hela[/i], he sent his trusty battleaxe crushing through the spirit's armor and...body. Valmjr let out a warrior's yell of triumph, and now all feelings of regret in fighting the crypt guardians was gone from his mind. He would stop what ever or who ever got in his way if it meant saving his home from the forces of darkness on the surfaces above. 


[hider=Mechanics]
HP: 40/40
AC: 19
Spell Slots: 
-Level 1 (3/3)

Valmjr scores a critical hit on the lone surviving crypt guardian, not needing to roll the additional advantage die. He deals 12 damage with his trusty battleaxe.
[/hider]