<strong>Orc</strong>– The attacks of the two women strike deep, forcing him to hold back cries of pain in order to not give his opponents the satisfaction. Even standing becomes a difficult matter to maintain when the severity of his wounds attempts to coax him to sleep. There is little doubt in his mind that his time has finally come, but he would rather die with honor than submit only to be executed in front of an audience. A snarl spread across his maw as his attention flicked upwards for a moment to the catgirl who had rained fire upon the ogre as she called out to him. He considered her suggestion for a moment, but it was quickly dismissed as being absurd given his injuries and his proximity to a lethal threat. With that he ignored the woman whose enticing movements may have worked on somebody who wasn’t so filled with rage and awaited his death.<br/><br/>With a shake of his wrist, the Orc let his shield fall to the ground at his feet so he could hold his weapon with both hands in order to put even more power behind it. Chances were that this would be his last attempt to take somebody out with him and he wanted to make it count. Drawing the weapon far back, he brought it around as hard as he could towards the light armored rogue in the hopes of crushing her skull before he could be struck down. As he did so, he cried out a feral shout in his native orcish tongue. “Die, whore!” The woman proved more agile and she narrowly managed to avoid the powerful blow.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Naruni’s spell failed on account of not sounding reasonable to the orc.<br/><br/>Move action: Remove shield Attack Melody, misses. </div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Turn Order</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Everybody &gt; Orc </div></div>