[Yeah, those connect. Ripping through the armor and cape, they embed themselves in his back. Neither hits his wings or his spin, mercifully, but they stick in and hurt. He howls from the pain, but it's hardly enough to stop him or the attack which... is again at air. He doesn't pause to pull them off, but instead turns, wincing but now overwhelmed by fury, to see the mage who threw these clearly conjured items.
The blood is starting to spread, but the fact he can see the man means he needs to go in for it, whatever more injuries will come of a charge while he's got sharp daggers in his back or not. In fact, a war cry is on his lips while he lifts Gorehowl for another charge]
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The blood is starting to spread, but the fact he can see the man means he needs to go in for it, whatever more injuries will come of a charge while he's got sharp daggers in his back or not. In fact, a war cry is on his lips while he lifts Gorehowl for another charge]
Lok'tar ogar!