Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140518233406/@comment-25012303-20140530200527

Winx teleported with a faint puff of smoke. He looked down for a moment and did a double take, realizing with a crash of dread that he was 20 feet up. His heart skipped a beat as he plummeted toward the ground, extending his hand and grabbing a tree limb. His arm was yanked with the impact, and as a searing pain shot through it, he hauled himself up and sat there. He could see instead crowded around some form of establishment, as well as...

He gasped as a gnarled hand grabbed his ankle and pulled him roughly toward earth. Winx teleported behind the zombie, so that the downward force became frontward, and he drop kicked the unread fiend. In a flash, he revealed his embalming tool, and penetrated the creature' s rotted skull. Panting, he drew himself up to his full height, and set off toward the hoard in the distance.