(Drak’Shal)
The Khornate Daemon roared and swung a blow at the vampires side with his sword, while still pressing with his axe. He had seen the wound but was aiming at the other side, where was the fun if you killed your foe swiftly? The wound in hsi side bubbled a bit, and the bloos had stopped flowing, but it remained open, revealing the Daemons flexing muscles.
He could smell the blood and a feverish light appeared in his red soulless eyes. Blood had been spilled.
(Hound with severed arm. Mmmm, Jedi *drools*)
Jerking backward and landing flat on its arse as the resistance from the Prey was suddenly gone, leaving the suddenly bewildered Hound with the arm. It shook its head and refocused on the Prey.
The Daemon watched as the Prey turned tail and ran away, it snorted, a cowards skull had no place on the Blood God’s throne, and was hardly worth the Hound chasing after it. Anger flared up in it and it savaged the limb still in its jaws.
The Flesh Hound dropped the severed limb and, tilting its head back, howled in triumph, it then scooped its bloody prize off the ground and carried it off, looking like a proud dog that had caught something, it went a little ways off from the fighting and, sitting down, began to devour the arm.
(Hound after Ossanlin and Parker)
The Hound was in mid-leap and it saw the blows coming and tried to twist in mid-air, but otherwise there was nothing it could do except snarl in helpless rage as it was first stabbed then near eviscerated by the katanas, however its twisting had prevented the tail blade from going through its head, and it had instead scored a shallow strike on the Houns bony shoulder. It hit the ground and lay struggling.
But it was not dead yet, the incapacitated Hound snarled and clawed at the dirt, bleeding burning ichor from its numerous wounds, it could still bit if they got into range, and they would need to to finish it off. The threatening growls emanating from it warned the Prey that it would not go down easy, for as it growled; it began to force itself to stand, well it tried to.
(Celebrin's Hound)
The Hound had sensed the victory of one of its kin and the pain of another, this bolstered its rage and it snarled as it saw what the Prey was planning, as the human launched himself towards the Hound, it jumped to the side, skirting the Prey and moved to lunge when the mortal landed.
((No qualms with post? no-one wants me to edit? Not over-powered? or anything?))