Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31749612-20170522035640/@comment-31749612-20170528000541

Whiskey gently drops the two soldiers on the ground and pulls out his sword, which ignites in flames once again.

"Siris! What the hell are you doing? I thought he were pals!" ''He took a defensive stance. "What has gotten in to him!?" He then spoke up once again. ''"Siris, if you hurt anybody here, you will regret it! Just- Snap out of it!" ''He wanted to help Siris, not resort to blood shed. But if push came to shove...''