Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190627072353/@comment-26517142-20190917192920

The hands withdraw into the water, their shrieks becoming murmurs as they retreat into the nothingness of which they came from. Miyakii watches silently as the man who was about to be fodder for the water of the Naether rivers escapes the trial unscathed physically.. and probably, mentally.

Miyakii's hold on the oars steady, as the waves start to slow and ease. On the other end of the boat Piasou is sitting on the edge... ever so calmly. She places a hand on her chin and looks his way.

"Someone sure has shown backbone. (Smiling) Surely, that meant you were playing with the trial the entire time, mm?"