Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24489208-20131118002439/@comment-25146201-20131127012619

Armand closed his eyes and wrapped his hands around the ice spike. The bitter cold bit at his palms, but his grip didn't faulter. He pulled outward, cringing from the pain and stopping. Armand grabbed the spike again, this time pulling it all the way out of his side and throwing it aside. It shattered on the stony floor. He cast a close wounds spell and stumbled to his feet, tired.