Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160326082831/@comment-29458028-20160410092321

Ariel squealed, as her skirt caught fire. She hurriedly tore off the burning parts of the dress, and discarded them, exposing ... her legs. Modesty and keeping a dress intact didn't keep one alive, though. Plus, she had like 10 of the same dress. Destroying one wasn't a problem for her. She did wish she had her armor, though.

Ariel raised her blade, then realized dashing through the flames was idiocy. She wished she had a better power set for ranged attacks, regretting her earlier confidence. Ariel resigned to using her lightning attack repeatedly, even if the damage it did was minor.