Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151108001053/@comment-5583506-20151110001439

Danric grunted as he leapt up on the balcony railing. The fire bolt had gotten to his sides pretty good, leaving him with an area of scorched flesh. He assumed that it wouldn't look pretty, but he made no effort to see how badly he was damaged. He needed to get out and maybe... just maybe he could hope that the maid would exit the building as well on the bottom floor. Although he doubted it, the odds were always there.

He jumped down to a lower roof, crashing onto the hard surface, slightly disoriented by the pain in his side.

''Get your shit together... You have been through worse without as much as a whimper...''

Myvryna reached the lower floors, occasionally glancing over her shoulder to make sure that the murderous man wouldn't come after her.