Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-27550231-20190612031641

From behind came the avatar of the knight barreling into his enemy, clasping his arms around he beast's waist and driving him into the dirt away from the injured Valkyrie.

"Would you accept assistance my child? I offer it freely and with no stipulations or caveats. You need only take my hand."

The towering avatar of Celestine knelt down to offer her hand to the wounded Valkyrie but her expression offered no comfort, no warmth or compassion. Her expression was not that of a caring mother but that of a craftsman recovering a fallen tool.

Blow after blow the avatar pummeled Paramool returning the beating that was bestowed upon him mere moments ago. Silent and dispassionate was his assault, the only sound emanating from him was that of the constant and steady impacts of violence.