Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140217201750/@comment-24123288-20140220142232

(I swear the neck is your fetish or something :P)

Mikasa gasped for air as the tenticle began to choke her. She spluttered as she felt her windpipe close. Using the last of her concentration, the Breton reached for her sword and unsheathed it, slashing at the tenticle and freeing herself.

"Not bad..." She panted, landing on her feet and pointing her sword at The Prodigy.