Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191014000602/@comment-5543592-20191014003912

"Come on sword..." Nyasia pressed her lips into a line, scraping the stone over the edge with more urgency. Flame and the void. Feed everything to the flame, nothing held back. The sword is an extension of you. Warring primordial forces. Power of the Shehai. "Come on sword."