[Carnasch]

(OOC: Sorry its taken so long to reply I havnt checked this thread in ages cuz I knew Philyra was to buisy to respond and hadn't realised that you had sepparated the threads.)

Carnasch was taken completely by surprise by the brutal entry through the window, and the sudden pain stabbing through his shoulders took the shock he felt and turned it to anger. Carnasch gripped at one of the clawed limbs holding him, triing to rest himself from its steely hold.

When one hand proved to weak to force it open, he brought his left hand up to try as well. It was at this moment that he realized he still held the silvered dagger and Philippe's note crushed in his hand. He stared at it for a moment, fighting through the loss of blood and his own stupidity of not remembering them earlier, and then he began stabbing at the offending limbs. Hard and fast, triing to do as much damage as possible by twisting the blade if he felt it bite the flesh.