Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141012162512/@comment-3293219-20141012193227

Azarath stumbled forward, feeling like his legs and chest were burning from the inside, he slowly relaxed, letting himself catch his breath for a moment as he recovered from the overhaul. It took a minute to notice as his head was spinning but he soon noticed that Elana was on the floor, crying.

He dropped to his knees, infront of her and placed his hand on her shoulder, tucking the broken hand under the opposite arm, to protect it.

"El... Elana... It's okay... I'm here..." He whispered, almost paternally.