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With those words they got to moving. When the two of them came to Bok the massive beast of a Kroxigor was covered from head to toe in the blood of both man and himself. At his feet were the broken remains of a half dozen Chaos Warriors, their size and girth meaning nothing when faced with the mighty monster that was Bok.
It was after gathering the beast that they went over to find Nightshade.
“Nightshade!” Lucian cried out as he walked over to the side of his steed.
The mighty horse was covered in dozens of wounds and clearly suffered more than Lucian. One of its legs was knocked out of alignment, shifted sharply to the side. Those quakes of the earth, those blasts that shattered the earth itself.
The blast from the ancient gun the size of a tower…
Even with all the blessings that the Lady had given Lucian the might of a Demi-God was not to be underestimated.
“Your steed appears to be clinging to life.” spoke Sellalli as she kneeled at the head of Nightshade, “It still breaths but will not walk in its life. Not anymore.”
Such a thing, Lucian knew, was expected when it came to having horses. Yet Nightshade had gone across hundreds of miles of Bretonnian Countryside and through the Gray Mountains. While death did come for them all, there was a brutal utility to the Lucian having a mount.
“So there is nothing you can do for her?” The Knight asked the Elfen Mage.
“I could heal her, but then that would rob of what little healing I had planned for you.” She said as she glanced at Lucian, “If you wish to spend that little bit for your mount than I can do so. But we should let her pass onto Lileath’s domain instead.”
>Heal the horse
>We shall let the Horse pass on
Horse would have survived on a nat 1, but otherwise you were facing a demi-god.
