Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170602093859/@comment-28530195-20170605152752

Every time Fisher stabs, the wounds become smaller and her skin takes a second more to puncture.. quickly, her body is begginning to adapt to both Fishe and the Mindflayer who controls her.

She starts to squirm, the tentacles binding her loosing their grip."No....He will not be losing me....not anyone else...." Xena mutters before looking at Fishe, "Hey living sushi, you keep talking about daughters, but one of yours could have been killed:Tibur"