Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-27950421-20190525032559

Aeron disappears through a cloud of mist becore stepping out on the opposite side of Pramool, "You'll be the third god who I've helped lay low, if you intend to survive this, I suggest you try a bit harder."

Pramool feels Grimgarls teeth sink into his tail, the crocodile yanking hard enough to pull bone out of its joint.