Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-28819748-20160813000413/@comment-26821421-20160818174625

Bryson began panting as he stopped screaming. His face was completely set, half from tears and the other half from sweat. He slowly tried to stand up.

"L-look. As much as I don't like... whatever that thing was being inside of me, those swords are the only chances I have at slaying whatever demons that attack this town."