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He continued to struggle as she strangled him.....crushing his neck in her hands, kicking, and slashing the dagger at her arms and face. His face panicked with fear of death as he could hear the audible sounds of his neck vertebrae, the horns, cracking in her crushing grasp.

In a frenzied desperation to live, he struggled with every ounce of his strength...and Nyasha stumbled.
She fell off balance, at the edge of the cliff, --they fell together......50 ft, off the sheer face of the cliff, onto the rocks below, at the edge of the river.
Atop the hill, Kantik regained consciousness, groggy, and gasping for air, he stumbled down the path to the bottom of the cliff. From 20 feet away he saw Nyasha lying atop Zolobir, half their bodies in the river--half their bodies on the rocks. They seemed broken, unconscious or dead.
Kantik readied a spear in his atlatl. Running to gain momentum, he launched the spear. His spear soared fast and level skewering Nyasha's thigh. And then, she came awake with a roaring scream. Their was savage primitive hatred in her scream(Fighting Madness & Crimson Mist abilities).
Now kneeling on top of Zolobir, she grabbed Zolobir's head, and crushed it against a rock, with all her might and body weight, repeatedly. Until his head was nothing but gore, salty-red jelly and shards of bone. Another spear hit her, Kantik had thrown a second spear, this one chipping and gouging her shoulder blade, but not puncturing the shoulder blade bone, blood streamed down her back.
She rose and turned to face Kantik.
In desperation Kantik shrieked, "How the @#$&CK!? are you still alive? Devil woman!!" he tried to shout , but Kantik's ruined voice box only produced mangled wailing and croaking.

Nyasha bent down and grabbed Zolobir, 6'10" muscular, dead, Zolobir, by the ankles, ....as she did, another spear (Kantik's last spear), glanced off Nyasha's back, slicing a deep cut along her lower back over the kidney. The blood gushed. Smaller arteries sprayed bright red splashes into the air, but her renal artery was not severed. The shallow water beneath her feet churned foamy and red.
She lifted Zolobir by the ankles and swung him....like a rag-doll, side to side, as she advanced upon Kantik. Using Kantik's dead brother's corpse as a grisly shield.
Kantik tried frantically to load his crossbow.
[he had to roll a 17 or higher, on a 20-sided dice- to load and fire the crossbow, before Nyasha was on him. He rolled a 19. He then had to roll a 13 or higher for his bolt to 'hit' her]
Miraculously Kantik managed to load and fire his crossbow, before Nyasha was upon him. But, his bolt missed!, embedding in his dead brother.
Nyasha swung Zolobir's body striking Kantik, and knocking him down.
She was upon him.
Kantik fought well, but Nyasha was in Crimson Mist, & Fighting Madness , she wrestled Kantik.

[ dice were rolled, and though Nyasha was seriously injured, and dizzy from her blood loss and falling off the cliff, she rolled better dice.....]
When Nyasha had established a successful hold, she lifted Kantik, and swung him. Slamming him against a boulder, again, and again, and again until his body was like a wet towel, being whipped and beaten against the granite boulder. She continued whipping his corpse against the boulder for long moments after Kantik's screaming had stopped.
Kantik's screaming had stopped, the only sound was the wet-crunchy thwack of his tattered corpse being whipped against the rock. He suffered much pain, and he did not die quickly. But he did die. Absolutely. Horridly.

Description

He continued to struggle as she strangled him.....crushing his neck in her hands, kicking, and slashing the dagger at her arms and face. His face panicked with fear of death as he could hear the audible sounds of his neck vertebrae, the horns, cracking in her crushing grasp.

In a frenzied desperation to live, he struggled with every ounce of his strength...and Nyasha stumbled.
She fell off balance, at the edge of the cliff, --they fell together......50 ft, off the sheer face of the cliff, onto the rocks below, at the edge of the river.
Atop the hill, Kantik regained consciousness, groggy, and gasping for air, he stumbled down the path to the bottom of the cliff. From 20 feet away he saw Nyasha lying atop Zolobir, half their bodies in the river--half their bodies on the rocks. They seemed broken, unconscious or dead.
Kantik readied a spear in his atlatl. Running to gain momentum, he launched the spear. His spear soared fast and level skewering Nyasha's thigh. And then, she came awake with a roaring scream. Their was savage primitive hatred in her scream(Fighting Madness & Crimson Mist abilities).
Now kneeling on top of Zolobir, she grabbed Zolobir's head, and crushed it against a rock, with all her might and body weight, repeatedly. Until his head was nothing but gore, salty-red jelly and shards of bone. Another spear hit her, Kantik had thrown a second spear, this one chipping and gouging her shoulder blade, but not puncturing the shoulder blade bone, blood streamed down her back.
She rose and turned to face Kantik.
In desperation Kantik shrieked, "How the @#$&CK!? are you still alive? Devil woman!!" he tried to shout , but Kantik's ruined voice box only produced mangled wailing and croaking.

Nyasha bent down and grabbed Zolobir, 6'10" muscular, dead, Zolobir, by the ankles, ....as she did, another spear (Kantik's last spear), glanced off Nyasha's back, slicing a deep cut along her lower back over the kidney. The blood gushed. Smaller arteries sprayed bright red splashes into the air, but her renal artery was not severed. The shallow water beneath her feet churned foamy and red.
She lifted Zolobir by the ankles and swung him....like a rag-doll, side to side, as she advanced upon Kantik. Using Kantik's dead brother's corpse as a grisly shield.
Kantik tried frantically to load his crossbow.
[he had to roll a 17 or higher, on a 20-sided dice- to load and fire the crossbow, before Nyasha was on him. He rolled a 19. He then had to roll a 13 or higher for his bolt to 'hit' her]
Miraculously Kantik managed to load and fire his crossbow, before Nyasha was upon him. But, his bolt missed!, embedding in his dead brother.
Nyasha swung Zolobir's body striking Kantik, and knocking him down.
She was upon him.
Kantik fought well, but Nyasha was in Crimson Mist, & Fighting Madness , she wrestled Kantik.

[ dice were rolled, and though Nyasha was seriously injured, and dizzy from her blood loss and falling off the cliff, she rolled better dice.....]
When Nyasha had established a successful hold, she lifted Kantik, and swung him. Slamming him against a boulder, again, and again, and again until his body was like a wet towel, being whipped and beaten against the granite boulder. She continued whipping his corpse against the boulder for long moments after Kantik's screaming had stopped.
Kantik's screaming had stopped, the only sound was the wet-crunchy thwack of his tattered corpse being whipped against the rock. He suffered much pain, and he did not die quickly. But he did die. Absolutely. Horridly.