Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-11163511-20150813124429

One second Sam's hands were nearly puffing up from being soaked in the lava, the next all that molten rock was reduced to fluffy powdery clay. Surely it was odd for such a transformation to happen so quickly but he knew there was no time to figure out what happened. Given those little seconds of distraction as the witch had her attention to the fluttering butterfly, Sam once again wrapped his arms around her neck from behind his back, recovered with a graceful backflip while dragging the hag along with the momentum as to twist that back in hopes of it snapping like a toothpick. He then rocked the witch's body back and forth and slammed right into her with a headbang going downwards.