Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200209191941/@comment-5543592-20200212184802

Nyasia thought Krem's advice was plainly stupid since it required her to turn her back on this thing.

She summoned her Spirit-Sword, the air misting and then tendrils of liquid glass forming together until she held a physical weapon in her hand. She took a stance, tracking Glennwyn as the creature came towards her.

Scaldor did not bother trying to figure out what direction was up and produced a short blade from his jacket, held pinched between his thumb and forefinger. He cut the saddle straps at the sides of Abaresk's belly, uncaring if he knicked the horse.