Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170824010431/@comment-29038468-20170824210413

The two mes both look at Lena annoyed. Then one snaps his fingers and the other holds out his arm. In a swirling vortex of black and red mist and spheres form into a demonic sword, jagged edges and sharp ends with red veins that flow as if it were alive. The one holding the sword points to it. "This, this is a sword." He says. The other 'me' rummages around in our rucksack and produces a somewhat thick tree branch. "And this is a stick you smart-ass." He says tossing it over to Lena. The one with the sword elbows the first one. "Hey, bet ya five gold pieces she's got no basic understanding as to how Mana and DE work." He bets. "You're so on!" The other replies.