Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27235572-20150831225012/@comment-27235572-20150906201516

"Alright." Ark's reply was a gruff and callous one. He really did not give a damn about this whole business, but if he got out of the woods... Well, that would be the best thing possible in this scenario.

Before she could give him the go ahead he sprinted off, slowing increasing his speed. He wasn't stupid: running at full speed from the start only served to deplete his stamina. Soon, he was flying along, dodging trees and hoping fervently that she wasn't right behind her.

((This is what Ark thought: "She's speedy. She somehow got right into my path without spending out from behind a tree at all. She's strong. She managed to break my nose, again with her speed. Speed plus strength equals dangerous. And, if someone is dangerous, they likely have magic. So, knowing my lack of magic, I'm screwed."))