Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950523-20160620164707/@comment-27950523-20160620180829

Damek stretched his arms above his head, sweat pouring down from his crown and dribbling over his eyes. He was in the middle of the training arena in eighty-nine degree weather. His black muscle shirt clung to his body like a second skin but he was far from tired.

He grabbed his water bottle sitting on the post and drank generously from it, the ice cold liquid giving him a cool sensation the resonated throughout his body as soon as it passed through his lips.