Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170417012540/@comment-30014014-20170417015120

"A few miles" throws Roland "What does it matter!? You're done! I'm too important do be left dying in this place!"

"Well, I guess you have a poor sense of observation then. Did you not notice that we have left the very land you've so thought to have under your hand?"

"What!?" Roland tries to spin his head around, barely able to get a few centimeters due to his extensive injuries. He notes the different shape of trees. His eyes widen in shock...

"We're no longer somewhere mapped. I believe they call this place, the 'gray pines'" adds Oscar.

Roland's incomprehension increase only the more as a symphony of pain presents itself to him. The shard pain embedded in his protection devoided chest.

The sudden lack of air filtering to his lungs due to a constriction of his larynx. The throws down to the soil in a speed more than enough to add to his injuries.

His face struggles to raise, yet it does. His eyes are filled with disgust, seeing the monster "What...is that...abomination!?"