Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131128185142/@comment-5735114-20131130202448

Tyranil could only watch as this altered Dunlammus summoned a skeletal dragon, and grunted in surprise when it grabbed him by the shoulders. Not wasting any time, Tyranil swung his scythe in a circle above his head, hitting the ankle joints and causing the feet to fall off, dropping him. Resummoning his wings, Tyranil flew back towards the battlefield. "Heh... is that all you got?"