Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5518614-20150820044317/@comment-5518614-20151102113551

The man had already scrambled to his feet, but didn't appear to possess a weapon. As Dio approached the man, the shards of black seemd to follow him, creating a strange distorted perception of moving slower than he actually was.

Cyrus had clasped his hand over where the dart had struck him in the side of his leg. He didn't feel any different other than the sharp pain, and seemed confused.