Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191227032639/@comment-5543592-20191229014645

"She's lying in her own blood." The pavement was sticky with it. Nyasia was too, a mixture of not just her own but also Baldr's.

She saw in her mind's eye the moment Kismet had appeared, grin cracking his face, swords catching the light in the right way. And then she'd snapped her eyes shut and blood was spraying across her.