Unbalanced

You limp down the hallway, barely able to remain upright as shivers of pain still wrack your spine. Suddenly, there are footsteps behind you, large and heavy. It must be a lingering effect of the spell that you can't quite turn quick enough to see what strikes you, but you do feel the bite of the axe as it rips through your torso. Tossed to the side, you crumple against the wall, life draining out into the cracks in the tile floor in a crosshatch pattern around you.

The steel-clad figure standing above you performs some small hand motion, and for a brief moment you feel no pain, only the sensation of being lifted into the air. Unable to maintain consciousness, you slip into darkness.

DEATH 05