Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131128185142/@comment-5735114-20131130223439

Tyranil normally would have felt pain, but he was already drowning in emotional pain. "A Daedric Prince? Hah!" Tyranil ripped his arm off the spike, wincing. Before the abomination could hit him again, Tyranil kicked it in the face, or its' equivalent of it. "What is already dead cannot be killed! I will never submit to you." Tyranil was still subconsciouly aware of the dopplegangers.