Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-30014014-20180505045909

The shiny edge of the blade briefly blinds Prad as he struggles to catch it, almost dropping it. He manages to take hold of it. But a mere moment after, the young man is belly against floor, seeking to avoid the sea of flames cutting a swath at the overhead of the building, praying he wouldn't turn to molten slag by the end of this day...