Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150204060459/@comment-5583506-20150206224446

Victoriane didn't respond, not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't. The colour of her skin was ghostly pale and she felt weaker than she had ever done in her entire life.

She slowly turned her head around in the archmage's arms and looked behind them. The hooded man was standing there, watching them as they went away. Underneath his hood a grim smile could be seen.