Viktor<br/><br/>Viktor cursed aloud as the bolt flew off, coming no where near hitting the wolf. But his brother missed as well, and that worried him greatly.<br/><br/>He closed his eyes, chanting something in his mind as his thumb rubbed at a small target shaped carving in the stock of his crossbow. At once an image of the beast came to him, and he knew exactly what it would do next and where it would be. Viktor readied his shot to coincide with its next move. Maybe he could slow it down long enough to get out of there. Maybe he could wound it and scare it off. At any rate, this would allow Viktor to keep up his image of bravery. There was plenty of fodder here to shield him form harm should it backfire.<br/><br/>[Casts True Strike: +20 to next attack if made before the end of the next round; not effected by concealment.]