Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191211213915/@comment-25828117-20191213221149

"This is the end." Midnight told Nyasia unapologetically.

Helian meanwhile was cleaning his mouth with his forearm, trying to get spit and drool away. And not soon after he made a concerted effort to keep the smell away, he tried breathing to his mouth but the warm air almost made him throw up again.

Lysilde regarded the scene with deep regret.

"We will stop this from happening everywhere. I promise."