Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27736349-20170603204216/@comment-31949348-20170713231820

Zor: Grit his teeth in frustration and immediately changed direction running at a diagonal to the right of where he had been moving in an attempt to navigate around the magical obstruction. By the messages his body was sending him he was beginning to reach his limits, especially if he wanted to have a shot at taking out his targets after reaching them. However at the rate things were going that wasn't looking promising either.