Zaltac was confronted with the desk, and grinned madly as he held his earthen axe in his hand. Zaltac woudl leap onto the desk before it began to try and ram him once more; and slammed the axe as hard as he could into the wooden material on the top: but this did not shatter it. So the desk lifted Zaltac and began racing towards a wall to crush or pin Zaltac into it. Yet the warrior was not quiet done yet, as he rolled over the top; keeping his grip onto the axe as it enabled him to hang from the flying desk until it crashed. This severely weakened the material; to where Zaltac delivered a series of swift chops into the back. As the desk split open, Zaltac shoved out the drawers and personally ripped the weakened joints in half: leaving only the bottom still flat and intact. About six more chops with the axe, and Zaltac now had the entire desk split into two.
Now holding both halves of the desk in his hand, Zaltac turned to face more of the magical aura around him. He would let his axe fall onto the ground as he prepared to face the horde once more. This time with an interesting set of hollow boxes to use against them. However, that would be too easy. And too much hassle. So, instead, Zaltac did the only reasonable course of action within a drunken state of blood=rage; he hurled the two heavy oaken desk pieces at the magical auras that were in front of him: smashing four to bits as the furniture was not intelligent enough to dodge. Though this did have its drawbacks, such as if Feitan happened to be in the same direction as Zaltac was hurling those large and still rather sturdy pieces of furniture around. It would be a mishap in any case, but it would be better if Zaltac was at least paying attention to Feitan's position before hurling them around like Hercules with a boulder.
OoC: HP - 45pts
Mp - 95%
Axe of Shall duration - 2/3
Now holding both halves of the desk in his hand, Zaltac turned to face more of the magical aura around him. He would let his axe fall onto the ground as he prepared to face the horde once more. This time with an interesting set of hollow boxes to use against them. However, that would be too easy. And too much hassle. So, instead, Zaltac did the only reasonable course of action within a drunken state of blood=rage; he hurled the two heavy oaken desk pieces at the magical auras that were in front of him: smashing four to bits as the furniture was not intelligent enough to dodge. Though this did have its drawbacks, such as if Feitan happened to be in the same direction as Zaltac was hurling those large and still rather sturdy pieces of furniture around. It would be a mishap in any case, but it would be better if Zaltac was at least paying attention to Feitan's position before hurling them around like Hercules with a boulder.
OoC: HP - 45pts
Mp - 95%
Axe of Shall duration - 2/3
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