To be frank, Mordred felt like his breath was taken away by an ethereal being as darkness darkness darkness symbols flew around him, as if it has the capability to decide his life. When it turned out to do nothing, he was still overwhelmed by the fear of I'm going to die I'm going to die I'm going to die.
The full brunt of the blow sent him crashing to the ground, and even if he's still awake, he was too overcome with Fear to even be able to be coherent except to babble some inane strings of:
"W're dying, we're dead, dead, I tell you, there is absolutely no way we can defeat this monstrosity! NONE! WE'RE DEAD!"
N/A | Paralyzed with Fear
To be frank, Mordred felt like his breath was taken away by an ethereal being as darkness darkness darkness symbols flew around him, as if it has the capability to decide his life. When it turned out to do nothing, he was still overwhelmed by the fear of I'm going to die I'm going to die I'm going to die.
The full brunt of the blow sent him crashing to the ground, and even if he's still awake, he was too overcome with Fear to even be able to be coherent except to babble some inane strings of:
"W're dying, we're dead, dead, I tell you, there is absolutely no way we can defeat this monstrosity! NONE! WE'RE DEAD!"
((Roll: 10,8,9,1 and 3,4,7,2))