The Fight of the Fumbles...
It would be comical if it was not so dangerous as the following battle became filled with falls, weapons dropped and missed opportunities, saved only by the sudden flaring of a flame, which engulfing
Voras' axe quickly ends the large chaos blob's existence.
Akala splashed into the shallows to pull the fallen
Greeshar out from the Gorp's acidic grasp, his leg a mess of badly burned and melted flesh. From below the knee hardly anything is left but a smooth femur, the foot already melted beyond repair...
By their side
Henal and Ohanzee bright swords flashing, become entangled, with the Raven's blade luckily failing to penetrate
Henal's armour as his swing connects with his friend's back. Both braves totter backwards onto the shore, swearing and fighting to break free.
In to the gap strides
Voras, his features lit by the gorp's inner illumination and the roaring flame that burns where his axehead should be....Once, twice, thrice his fireblade drops, slashing and searing the Gorp in a spray of steam and evaporating acid. Finally, once the cloud of choking smoke dissipates all see the Gorp is gone, the water bubbling as it vanishes away to nothing. That's when
Greeshar faints from both pain and shock, having registered what just happened to his limb. By his side
Sand Fox begins to howl, his own legs badly burned from where the gorp had trapped him just before it's death.