Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26187100-20150927042452/@comment-26052600-20150928150930

(Also the flames aren't deadly so play along.)

Mor Dread: I wouldn't touch me if I were you. -the flames suddenly returned and they didn't extinguish- This flames can't be put out only by me.

She felt herself getting weaker.

Mor Dread: And another thing.

Suddenly the armor that was supposedly destroyed appeared and gave a gut punch following more and more punches

Mor Dread: you can't expect that everything will go right. -casually goes back inside the armor-