Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131218233902/@comment-5735114-20131220233507

Tyranil watched his soldiers and Corelas fight, slowly regaining his composure. After a number of deep breaths and a minute or two of bending over, he was ready to fight it out again. Seeing Corelas on the floor again, Tyranil raised the spear, which he had corrupted while Corelas was fighting. "Any last words?", Tyranil asked, getting ready to dodge in case Corelas shot lightning again.