Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20181029004213/@comment-30014014-20181031022834

The one in gray finds himself nearing by the cart wreck, followed by the crimson glav. Seeing the output between the wrack and the individuals aside, it was obvious it was not to battle it was sunken "Oh good, no battle-wrought aftermath".

"..." The glav finds no words to suit the current predicamment, instead opting to put way her twin blades, fanning their flames away.