Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20191014001948/@comment-5543592-20191023014405

The tribal staggered, bleeding from a not-too-small hole in his muscled arm.

He seemed, immediately, confused and frowned, looking at the wound. Then he realized what had happened and dove at Harriot. He grabbed Harriot by the collar, hauling her to her feet, and pressed the blade of his fire-ax into the side of her neck.

Little Bleed freaked out and started running in zig-zags, trying to flank Wilkes.

"Drop boomstick!" Bloodrunk shouted. "Drop or red blood!  Drop or red blood!"