Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-24123288-20140203224613

Mikasa rolled her eyes. Clutching at her head as a foggy message came through. It was very broken up, and only the spell itself managed to fragment its way through.

"D-Daol m-moi livò til v-van" Mikasa whispered silently as her Silver Sword became colder in her hands. Snowflakes and Ice slowly fell from the blade.

''Heh. Cool!''

The Breton stood infront of the ogre now, her legs on either side of Nephts body. Planting her feet firmly in the ground, the Breton raised her sword arm back and thrust it forward quickly, into the ogres head.