Blackfang rose from the flames of the ringed farmhouse, a cruel grin across his monstrous face. His demonic heart pulsated with black blood, and lightning- like patterns rose across his limbs as dark veins bulged with unholy power. The archer took his shot upon the demon-posessed goblin as planned, but recieved a cruel surprise as Blackfang snatched the arrow from the air a foot from his face, and threw the broadhead back faster than it had come... Instinct: To subjugate

• Throw projectiles back at attackers with his lightning reflexes.
• Draw vitality and power from demonic rage.