Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-28819748-20160807022917/@comment-26821421-20160807041931

(so they are already infested by the demons?)

Bryson suddenly started spinning with his arms held out. He let go of his swords as they moved forward, slamming into the pole. He tried to do some dancing fencing moves, but the swords simply flew away into the walls. He sighed, sitting back down and staring at the ceiling.

"I can't... I can't do this... I need to sleep."