Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-11163511-20150826155334

((@Regan:I know, that's why I said I was refering to the struggle.))

That immobility proved to be an advantage for Sam, as it had allowed him to slide the sickle off his bloody back and use it for himself. But what to do with it now? He couldn't go far with the chains still in Eldhrimnir's hands for she was like a peg holding them in place while he himself was unable to walk and throwing it at her wouldn't be the best idea either, as if the blade doesn't cut Shirley or Desi, it might as well would throw him back to square one, which she would most likely use the sickle to finish him off once and for all. Sam rolled over and held the crooked blade up to his chest, not letting a single finger slide out of his grasp despite how hard it was pulled on from the other side.

"Good things come to those who wait." He whispered to himself, awaiting the perfect time to strike.