Victorious

Dyvia fell to a knee as she finished smashing another drakes skull. The adrenaline was running out of her and her injuries began showing.
"Thanks for the opening, I guess I owe you one."
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Erik finished his fight, twisting his hammer to grind the flailing beast into the dirt.
Looking to the group, he found he had fared better than the others, although the frostbitten patch on his shoulder now began to hurt.
"What happens now great spirit!"