Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150514025025/@comment-24685738-20150515004537

(I'm SO SO SO SO sorry! My lunch date ran like.... 4 hours long! Sorry! (And I don't have TOO much time, now))

Letus drew his scythe again, using the life energy of those around him-especially Dacian-to heal himself as he walked towards the Lich. "Die, Necromancer." He whispered, as he swung.

Aratius looked shocked. "No, no, no, no, no..." He whispered, his eyes filling with tears as he cradled her. "P-please, no..."