Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191230031140/@comment-7262318-20200201041710

Had the creature not had such a tough exterior, it is more than likely that Jag's severed jaw would be flying towards the moons. Instead Jag was just rocketed upwards before he cratered into the ground, his jaw hanging slack.

".... Thish... isn't.... over..." He wheezed, dragging his sorry carcass back towards the hole.

"... Jag, you coward!" The man called.

"Piss off, Caccino," Jags said, disappearing once more.

"... Bastard," The Imperial uttered.

Eryna peered over, to get a good look at the other guy. "So like...who're you?"

"Wouldn't you like to know," Caccino spat, casting a spell and disappearing into thin air and leaving no trace of himself on that roof, besides the knife lodged into the roof.