Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-1524575-20160216234510/@comment-26809040-20160410225411

(Zippo, you can't just fastforward three days when other things are happening at the same time.)

Fer stifled a grunt as she pulled her hand away from her side, the cauterised wound still smoking. Torch hammer bolts decay molecular bonds at the point of impact: messy wounds, but there were worse, easily fixed with a little flame.

"Fine. Get back to shooting."

The warlock reloaded Harm's Way, with the remaining rounds adding up to almost a full mag. Sprinting to a corner at the back of the shrine, she quickly sighted the remaining minotuar, and began hammering a stream of void rounds into its shield. Noticing the lightning-wracked fog surrounding the hydra, the sunsinger yelled to Sara.

"Kill the damn hydra already!"