Although there was nothing at his back, Quim felt pressed now. The skum raked its claw across the flank of the worg and would likely do so again if they weren't able to stop it. He saw no other option now, he had to continue until one side had been removed from the battlefield.
Rolls and Such
Attacking N8.
Worg
The worg snarled its painful displeasure in being cut by the claws of the skum. He twisted his body to try and keep that wound from being available to the enemy again, but he did not pause his own attacks.