OOC: "Venting anger from different thread."
I grasp the spear tightly rapping it in shadows and charge widely at the lion wasing no time before it escapes, I leap forward and jump off of the roots holding it in place wrappin myself in shadows to protety my body from the flames before Jabbing the spear directly into it's skull driving it in with all of my weight. I release the shadows at the edge of the spear, nad the lead metls instantly and begins seeping into the gray matter, I pull the spear free just as the lion begins to thrash wildly.
Welcome one and All to the Jesters Carnival, where the prizes are greater than your wildest dreams, but the nightmares here shall silence you before you can even scream.