#yippeeeee golden deer :wahoorat:

[delicatevalentine]

The Lion looked to be on her last legs. One more hit, and Hilda would be free to collapse in the medical tent (if she even made it that far)... She looked to her ally and nodded in weak encouragement as he raised his tome.

The blast soared straight over Minerva's left shoulder.

Hilda sighed.

If you wanted something done right, and all that...

With gritted teeth, pushing through the pain of her wounds, the heaviness of her muscles and the pounding in her head, she raised her axe and put all of her weight behind -- what she hoped was -- the final blow.

Hilda 2/5HP hits Minerva 0.5/6HP with Vengeance [Roll: 16 - 2 = 14, -3HP] Minerva 0/6HP Minerva has been defeated!

And at last, it seemed, she had her wish.

The momentum carried her weapon into a solid connection with Minerva's abdomen, knocking her to the ground. When it became clear that the redhead would not raise her weapon again, Hilda dropped hers to the ground and promptly followed, too exhausted to despair about the mud.

"This," she announced to nobody in particular, "is the worst day of my life."

Golden Deer win!

the battle of the deer and lion — boel round 3, battle 24