Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170908205632/@comment-25073873-20170920142217

(Totally ineffective. Maybe I can call my boxer shorts armor. It has like +0.5% air con resistance.)

(As for text change, no, I just added two more images since a picture tells a thousand words. Don't you love those low poly meshes?)

"Death is ... Cheap. I can be brought back, but my master will definitely not allow the likes of you to return. My parents in the next realm, send my regards if you see them in the Dreamsleeve, will you?" smiled Eidys, as she let go of her sword, her arm of course blackening and becoming rather useless.

Except, since Ysabel now focused on Eidys, Eidys finally spent her own magicka to create blades above and below both of them, sending them imploding inwards to impale her foe. She didn't need her hands for this ability, and this high risk style meant she could trade her own life for another Half God's.

Except her master could later trade a commoner's life for her own.