Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161129145539/@comment-24530992-20161209021813

Stauntax recieved time to breathe as the opposing forces began to thin out around them. He wiped the blood from his gashed eyebrow and shook any fluid from his dual swords.

"We... we need archers following the main forces," he wheezed, taking the oppritunity to finally catch his breath.