Re: Varnae Fight
Thulsa Doom roars in pain as his arm and the staff fall to the ground, blood spraying from his wound. He feels himself being pushed away from Eli, and then another horrible pain as Conan's sword slices across his face. Thulsa Doom staggers and drops to his knee, his one hand resting against his severed arm, the staff still in its grip.
"You...will pay for this." Thulsa says through clenched teeth, seething with rage and pain.
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