Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151230220612/@comment-5543592-20160102234511

Crimson retreated backwards in an impressive summersault, and walked away from the battle when he rose to his feet.

At the valley's edge, he brought two fingers to his lips and whistled. Not even ten seconds later, the brilliant, crystal white stallion he had first been seen riding on charged into the area, he yanked himself up on it as it galloped by, and began unleashing arrows at the demons once he was in the horse's saddle.