Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171024033731/@comment-25808351-20171108031219

(S9) "Shit." Marcus mutters as Dillon's blade slashes upward, he leans back and the tip of the sword just grazes his chest. He jumps backwards and lands several yards away, still facing Dillon. "Well shit, looks like you still got some fight in you. Any closer and you would have taken a decent amount of energy from me."