Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-31049256-20171221061150

(Flame, Red Team) Reby mumbles, having her face buried into Dravela's chest.

Silas smiles goofily, "I surely won't mind Mrs. Rix."

Dri rolls her eyes, "No problem Rix, not like I gotta worry about a married woman anyhow."

As they move on they soon find themselves reaching the open street rather than an alley, not that it seemed to matter as all sign of pursuit has vanished.

Dri looks down the street, watching as the Blue great weapon horde is gathered at the Clock tower in a similar manner that they were back at the Cradle, "...Do you guys think Arianna is the one in there?"

Meanwhile, Arianna stumbles out of the way of yet another attack, the numbers forcing her to use more and more Sword Skills which in turn kept her from replenishing her stamina from her opponents. They were coming in five at a time, and her only advantage was she was faster on her feet.

She is forced to make an "Ooof!" face as she is caught in the chest by a greathammer and thrown to the back of the hall. The light coming from the now caved chest of her illusionary body adds light to the darkened room, illuminating the attackers trying to take advantage of her downed state.

Still, she grits her teeth, dodging and eliminating another two to add to the twelve she's downed already and taking their energy to heal her chest slightly. She wasn't going to give in, no matter what.