Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5518614-20150820044317/@comment-5614539-20151031001320

Dionysius stood, leaving the body where it lied, and walked over to Yulanor lied, placing a hand under her shoulder in an effort to help her up.

Cyrus pulled back his blade, regarding the black blood with an irritated expression as he dimly wondered if it was corrosive. He looked over to the watcher.