Gryffin: Against the Goblins, Round 04

Chuff saw the dark bolts of his curse momentarily coalesce and outline Gryffin's form as it thrashed about in pain before fading from his sight again.

The goblin hexer smiled triumphantly, seemingly oblivious of his wounds.

"Hadregash druun tel'daan oc ghaan den druul..."[ Hadregash does smile on me this day] He thought.

"Maan draal'degaar ghec Zaakaakaan!"[He delivers my vengeance!] It laughed.

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The last thing Gryffin sees is Chuff's horridly burned form before darkness and pain swallowed him.

Gryffin dropped to the ground, hugging the cold floor.

"I'm blind..Gods, I'm blind...no." He was overcome with panic. He tride to calm himself down breathing heavily. The pain from the hex subsiding as the eladrin regains some control over himself.

He could feel himself blink. He instinctivle touched his eyes, expecting pain but felt none.

"Must be a curse..a hex." He thought with a sigh of relief. "This can be undone or eventually fade.

He tried to feel around for the table he knew was in front of him. He felt it's stone legs.

"I better try to find cover." He thought as he crawled under the table and readied another spell.