Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170423011718/@comment-30014014-20170423231029

"Yes..." the voice coming out of the hooded figure was not a man's voice...

meanwhile the two's branded weapons collect in temperature. Any time they will collide on each other, the pressure of the fire threatning to immolate the entire premise. This entire place, burnt to the ground...

They walk 5 paces closer to each other, their helmet close enough to allow an exchange of stares. Their eyes, burning with the ocean's ire. The air was crackling under the pressure of their enchanted weapons.