Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-25808351-20160802041945

With one savage strike Conrad thrusts his sword forward, directed right at my head. But it is stopped. I catch the blade with my bare hand. Blood drips down my hand as I hold the god sword. I turn my gaze to my father. "Fuck you." With that, I grab tight the blade and sling Conrad without mercy. While Conrad is sent flying, I run up to Ibrahim, to help free the dragon. It is no use, even my strength seems useless against these chains, {we must have that sword.....}