Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29739190-20190228181952/@comment-27661770-20190301141145

Time rewrites itself to account for this.

He never got to the hospital. The lime collapsed and grimaced, gripping the pipes tightly.

"SON OF A FUCK-!!"

Holy fuck, that hurt. Holy fuck, that HURT. It had stabbed right through the bone of his severed leg, right in the core. Cut it off now and it would almost be a parody of your cartoon ham hock, with arrow instead of bone.

...

But he would survive this too. Magic archer, trying to kill him?

Those that tried to kill him will walk away with wounded pride or wounded body, if at all.

As it's always been for him.