Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-28358106-20171201221456

(Flame/S9/Blue Team) As Despoina amd Lumbre trek through the forest with their charges over their shoulders, they hear a distant hissing sound that rapidly grows in volume. Winding through the trees at a high rate of speed, a tendril of icy mist stops about thirty feet from them and bursts.

-PAFF-

Cirelle appears, clothes ripped and hair disshevelled. She slumps against a tree, dropping her staff and doubling over, panting.

"..huff...huff...that...was close...AAAAGH!"

Seeing the two nearby, she yelps and grabs her staff, then quickly relaxes when she sees that they are teammates.

"Oh...dammit, you shocked the hells out of me," she huffs. "Thank goodness I've found somebbody else." She eyes the unconscious ones they are carrying. "Although it looks like everyone else is having just as rough a time as we did. Damn, this isn't good." She folds her arms.