Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30061283-20161103223214/@comment-30014014-20161110213715

T''he fool lays a glass rose upon Inches's chest. Soon enough, it shatters into energy and begins to swirl over his chest. The swirl accelerates over time and impremates itself over his entire surface. He can feel the foreign power fill every nook of his body, giving him auras of serenity. As soon as this is over, every ounce of injury he have substained is faded like a bad memory. ''

The masked man looks down at him with a veiled laughter "try not to aggravate people with with more power and a taste for karmic retribution, next time..."