Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160518214445/@comment-24685738-20160521142102

Hawke skidded to try to stop herself from entering the ice, but her momentum was too strong and she carried herself right through, wounds opening up on her arms, legs, and torso. She grit her teeth and bore the pain and continued running for the phantoms, though she was noticeably slowed, almost to the speed of an average person.