Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150811200815/@comment-27235572-20150813165929

Shirley seemed to be stumbling back and worth, swaying in the nonexistent wind. It was eerie, watching her twirl with a gigantic axe in her hand. It was graceful, but unnerving at the same time as she waited for the fight to begin.

The chant of "kill her" continued to ring in her ears, flooding out all other noise. Her heart was pumping extremely fast and adrenaline flowed through her veins, but she continued to twirl, thinking on her battle plan.

Even if she was in this to kill, she wanted to make sure she would win.