Seth fell to one knee as the wound gaped from his chest, whatever...was that Sokar used to summon the bony limb made a mess of his internal organs. He was starting to falter and Seth knew that if this fight keeps on going the way it was going, he would be dead in next couple of minutes, so he might as well go out blazing. "I will pull you out like a poison is pulled out of a wound. You will not succeed in your plans fallen one, you will burn alongside the rest of your cursed kin. Think on that as you hear the howl of my axe as it feasts upon your diseased flesh!" More gurgling (and spitting blood) than actually shouting, Seth swung his weapon in a series of crushing overhead strikes that had zero finesse in them, only simple and brute strength. He went all in now; either he breaks Sokar or Sokar breaks him. There was no alternative. "THIS ENDS NOW! FOR THE EMPEROR!" OOC all 5 attacks with Excoriator axe against Sokar. Let the best Chaplain win!