Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20180515200537/@comment-19164168-20180530003321

"Fuck... my arm..." Eselde gritted as she had her blade ready to defend, with the injury at her left arm bleeding again. She chose to retreat for now and see if she could perform first-aid on herself and continue the fight.

She thought of another way to mend the injury, but was strongly against it.