Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170804001432/@comment-31336039-20170813083027

John calmed down a bit, but still gave Ragna a look of reproach. He lowered his guard slightly, to start a proper talk. Before that, his eyes opened wide, to look on his arms, realizing that Mera had just enjoyed an opportunity in his guard. His arms refused to obey. He could not even verify where he had been bitten.

"No no no no!" He panicked, rising suddenly. A last thrust of adrenaline, allowing him to brave his migraine. He raised his head, his eyes full of reproaches.

Pulling back as far as possible, seeking a solution to escape before his legs give way to the drug. Keeping his leg valid in support, the second armed in a desperate attempt to keep a mean of defense.