Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150905141843/@comment-24438639-20150906030102

Cain moved backwards once more his red eyes remaining as he focused on Pierres sword, 2 meters, 1 meter, a few centimeters as the blade was about to touch Cains robes, then purple mist was all that remained in Pierres hand.

Cain smiled as he threw another blast of lighting into the close Breton pushing him back before the purple mist dissapeared as Pierres sword returned to his hand.

´´You cant attack me and hope to win, you should think´´ Cain said looking at the Breton studying him.