-he stays still to answer Ges, the last of his strength being used to stop Gold from hauling him- I can't- say if I know him... he's a Caster- definitely. B-but- h-he used something called "Red Winter"... I didn't- get an eye on him. Too much of a blizzard... heh- its'- where all this- snow and ice on me came from...
-Berserker drops his axe, and sinks to the ground, quite suddenly- Hhhh-hhh... N-not Cynewulf... w-where...
... "Red Winter." -he says that with a somewhat disbelieving tone-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-nods to Imuka- Yeah- heh-... be wary of 'em.
-to Ges- That's the spirit... hey- maybe you should take that Berserker of yours along with you, huh? -grins a little-
Oh- I feel it now. -looks at his hand, as it fades away- Yeah- kid- you should really look away...
...
-has this odd look of disbelief, and... anger-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postCan't answer that, tin-man... I don't know why he attacked me. But- heh- sorry to distress you, kid. -as he fades completely-
... It doesn't make sense.
-Berserker is just kneeling on the ground, in a prostrated position-
edited 31st Dec '15 2:37:12 PM by RegularDefender
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

-Blinks-
...There's food here in the kitchen.