[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5024233]Marcus[/url] had flown a small distance backwards. The pull with the beast’s arm in his hands had succeeded, he could almost see the beast’s armpit. But as he had hit the floor, a violent twitch made him lose the hold. It wasn’t long before the sickly man had noticed the opportunity. Spear went straight through the arm with a force great enough to pierce rib cages and it made a great “thud” as it hit the floor.

Marcus rose to his knees and reached for his sword. Now that the beast was pinned to the place, they could wound beast through the hole. Expect then Marcus heard a crack and ripping of tissue. In front of his eyes the arm of the beast, skin, muscle and joints stretched, then ripped into pieces. The claw twitched it’s last movements and blood filled the wooden floor underneath it.

Marcus quickly grabbed the sword and took few steps backwards. He pointed the sword towards the door. No doubt the beast was about to charge through, but he’d be ready for the wounded monster. He took breaths in and felt the heartbeat in his chest. He let out a grin. He’d gladly kill that beast...

On the other side of the door, through the hole he heard the bells. An ominous sound that sent shivers in his arm and hair on his skin started to rise. He noticed the gray things were afraid and started to disappeared like rodents in sight of a predator. Something was coming. The grin in his face faded and he took another step or two backwards.
 
[color=BDB76B][b]“Careful now...”[/b][/color] Marcus said while keeping the tip of his sword towards the door.