Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150325215538/@comment-5543592-20150328173940

Dacian was shocked at first, and horrified. He turned his head to look at the back of the cultist's head. He wanted to squish the man's skull in his bare hand's in retribution. But he remembered his promise, and restrained himself.

He rushed to Kay, keeping his fear for her off of his face. Instead Dacian looked very calm and collected. He held one palm over the left nail and it flew out of the wall and clattered to the ground. Dacian instantly supported her, as to not tear the skin on her other hand. He then did simialr with the right. He caught Kay as she fell from the wall and lifted her, wrapped one arm around her back and pressing her to hiim, so that her head lolled to his shoulder, and lifted her legs underneath the knees with his other arm.

He faced the cultist. "Where's the exit?" He asked, still cool.