Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-27226023-20150809232413

Lazarus grimaced as she fell to the floor. A nicely cut line on her neck began seeping out light blue blood. That damned demon brat had cut her. Then she got a nice slap to the face by some crazy vine, not knowing where it had even sprouted from.

Meanwhile Calli herself had been adept at dodging the botanic whips, slicing them with her own claws when they got close to hitting her. However one actually made contact with her face knocking her off balance. Then another flipped her on her back.

"Quinn what the hex!?" Calli growled. Not annoyed at the girl but rather with the absurdity of the situation.

Eldhrimnir didn't waste time demolishing the vines as they locked on to her as their primary target. They fell around her in white ashes like a makeshift snow storm.