Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32885213-20170818104048/@comment-30700719-20171022155409

The Salamander stares at the man as he retreats into the trees, then checks her tail. The flames keep burning...and then go out. She breathes out, then retires back into the dojo.

I shrug and hold up the helmet again. Holding out my right wrist, two bright blue beams shoot out from the circumference of my PDA. They swivel and dance, intersecting at the point of damage.