Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200106232024/@comment-5583506-20200108014811

Kashya ripped the crust from her eyes and kept on sprinting, never tiring. If the bilespawn had believed that the assassin, intoxicated on whatever demon drink she had been consuming, would let herself be swayed by his parlor tricks, he underestimated her ... and her speed, as she was effectively gaining on him; her legs working as steady as a clockwork.