Hextehe ripped his spear from the dead mans body and felt through his spear the resistance the bones were giving him in its extraction. Grunting in error he pulled his spear free and watched the blood flow from the wound. Mutter a light word of farewell to the man he turned to face Jack and glared. Now it was his time to die.<strong>"Bessst run as fassst asss you can Jack. I'm coming for you." </strong><br/><br/>Positioning his spear once more he turned towards Jack and charged. It was half-hearted at best and it was more effort then he would of liked. With his armor and his body still fighting the toxic bug venom he hoped his blow wouldn't go wide.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: swordwind rolled: 1d20, adding 8to the total<br/>Comment: <br/>Result: 6, <br/>Total: 14<br/><br/>Roll Result: swordwind rolled: 1d8, adding 3to the total<br/>Comment: <br/>Result: 8, <br/>Total: 11</div></div>