Pain shot trough the dwarves body, coursing from his legs, trough his lower back and all the way up to the very top of his head. The dwarf smiled, welcoming the sensation like an old friend. "So I am not dead yet", Dweri muttered and stumbled on his legs, gribbing the half-drawn greatsword on his back and drawing it out from it's sheath. Dweri winced, the sudden movement blurring his vision and filling it with bright flashes of light. Still he heard a bellowing to his right hand side and the cracking of twigs, root and stones under mighty limbs.
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