Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190430180827/@comment-5543592-20190506002351

Josey and Ulysses followed, Ulysses cracking the weight of his staff on any Tunneler that got to close.

The cavern rumbled, but didn't appear to be at all disstablized by Denis' explosives.

Shrike made a sound between a pained shriek and roar of anger and Paul's sheer mass was enough to knock her to ground.

The blades of Paul's fingers dug into her head, finding her burn scar. The concrete beneath her back was dusty and cold and hard.

She was somewhere else. The knife blade in her face, opening the back of her throat, scratching her spine.

Her hands locked around Paul's forearms, and whatever strength she had before was clearly baseline, because she overpowered him with minimal effort, prying his hands off her. Her weight on her shoulders, she kicked high, slamming a foot into the giant's solar plexus to knock him away.