Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20160826213809/@comment-26383377-20160828165005

Arthus steppe down on Jones's cutlass, raising his sword upwards, and swung it down...

only to stop it an inch away from her neck. "Leave, Now. Go and never come back." He snarled, the scratch on his cheek still bleeding. "Or I will kill you."