No way! You are still fighting!
Hrafnir pummels you with his fists.
Hrafnir's pummeling fist wounds you.
You sure are BLEEDING!
Hrafnir gets in one more shot as you flee.
Hrafnir's parting blow mauls you.
You are mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
Alas, you cannot go that way.
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
Hrafnir's pummeling fist wounds you.
You have been KILLED!!

You have died, but the Carrion Fields are not finished with you yet!
Your soul is returned to the realms in the form of a ghost.
You will return to your corporeal state in a short while.
Be careful, for even a ghost should fear some dangers!
You feel some of your vitality drain out of you with this death.
You stare in horror at your own corpse as it collapses to the ground, dead.
The gods protect you from Hrafnir.
The gods protect you from Hrafnir.
The gods protect you from Hrafnir.
>>>>> You are dazed by all the blows. <<<<<

Couldn't loot my corpse because of this.

>You stare in horror at your own corpse as it collapses to the
>ground, dead.

Actually above is why you couldn't loot your corpse. Dying at your altar will always lag you.

>The gods protect you from Hrafnir.
>The gods protect you from Hrafnir.
>The gods protect you from Hrafnir.
>>>>>> You are dazed by all the blows. <<<<<
>
>Couldn't loot my corpse because of this.