Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20140908004713/@comment-768817-20140914030848

Cogar growled, pulling his arm into his hand, and storming out of the room.

Cogar highly doubted he would kill him, but he was not yet powerful enough to retaliate. These last few days would humble most men, but it only infuriated Cogar. He felt weak. He had lost an arm, and much of his precious blood. He had constant headaches, from doing everything he could to prevent his thoughts from being read.