Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-30014014-20170616153017

The shackle glares at the intruder, as it outraged at him daring to strike it. The friction in the air intensifies as thorns sprout out of the sentient chain before it's head braces for a headslam.

It throws its head directly behind Nathan while the gray surge he had hoped to cut away had accelerated to bloat its head in a twist of fate. The dark man had welcomed his aggression against his shackle.Not its teeth sought to sink in his flesh, dripping with ink.

"You outta remember, Price of Penance is not easily assaulted, Much less from someone stinking with betrayal"