Hector- Charge

But Hector’s feeling of elation had not gone unnoticed by Vincent. As the scimitar was raised, the Boarlord was already turning, tusks jutting from his lower jaw as he charged the Werecrow. His head thundered into Flint’s dark belly, launching the avianthrope backward. As the Crow tumbled into one of the throne room’s mighty pillars, his wings beat hard as he made to take flight. As he rose he didn’t catch sight of a figure stepping out of the shadows from behind the marble column.

B5 P6 C7