The Wolves Den - III

"Alright, how are we going to do this?" Typhoeus asked, it seemed the wolves seemed to have finally noticed their presence.

Merlin decided to give Snowbunny the spotlight this time around, but he wanted to make sure she had as much of an advantage as he could give her.

"Snow, do you think you could hold the big guy until we deal with the little ones?" Merlin asked her.

"Sure, I could do that." She answered while drawing her rapier.

"Alright, bring your rapier here for a sec." Merlin ordered. When she raised the rapier towards Merlin, to her surprise, he grabbed the blade without any hesitation, causing his palm to be cut open and his poisoned blood to leak onto the blade. Making sure to coat the entire blade, he slid his hand down, causing a sharp, stinging pain to run up his arm.

Merlin flinched as he did so, and he actually lost a point of health. "There's a ten percent chance your attacks will trigger my poison, good luck."