Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-30014014-20190618165716

"Fine! Don't go blaming me when they go for your throats!" The harsh aspect weaves his hands, summoning forth a flight of clones armed with jagged two-handed swords behind the would-be enemies, swinging away.

In this tempest, he remains fixated on the wall, a scowl of dark permeating his immediate surroundings.