Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20190402000855/@comment-5543592-20190404230603

Short of poke Smith in the eye or stick a finger up his nose, there wasn't much Vordel could do. The inhumanly massive muscles in Smith's neck were stronger than those Vordel's arm.

He laid his hands overtop one another, creating a vise-like hold, and squeezed, putting pressure on Vordel's spine. Anyone else he would've been concerned of killing, but Smith got the feeling Vordel could take it.