Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-30014014-20190527033803

The demon-faced clown runs to the fallen individual, looking to see whether she really withered away. There was no word from either side, the dark's thought occupied by the admirable, yet futile effort to shield him. Something so noisy could not hope to score a hit on the clown, much less actually kill him.