Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-25038310-20150211204951

Sander had trouble breathing for a moment,but his lung quickly healed. He smelled the air, not noticing his opponent. He stormed outside, in the hallway, and looked at the far ends of it - still not noticing the assassin.

He entered the room again, bringing up his cleaver and resting it on his shoulder. He rose an eyebrow at Meledran as he spoke.

"You know, you certainly take your time for some stuff..." he said, slightly smirking.