Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20160817220837/@comment-26383377-20160825213043

(I like this whole sneaky backstabby alliance we've got here.)

"See? I'm an ally. Don't burn your bridges, sweetheart." Calthor grabbed the last remaining survivor. The last sister of the triplets, wrapping his fingers around her neck, choking her. She gagged and fought against his hand. But he was too strong, holding her up by her neck. She attempted to kick him, but her body was too far from him, she resorted to clawing against his flesh, she made marks and small cuts, but his grip didn't soften. She began foaming at the mouth slightly, her body was running out of oxygen.