Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191101220152/@comment-5543592-20191106144509

Nyasia would not run. It wasn't in her to do so. In some, strange, perverse way this was what she wanted.

Grabbing the bottom of her dress in both hands, she tore it at the knees, all the way around. The sleeves went next. Then, she charged into the fray.