Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191026122532/@comment-25828117-20191027225559

He looked up at her. The golden hue seemed to be dissipating at least, but the pain was still there.

"My right shoulder. It's as if someone's driven a spear through it."

The gryphon got back to gnawing at its broken wing. The right-side one.