Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-25926749-20160601034946/@comment-34518800-20160602044211

Stormy turned to look at whatever was falling, and his eyes widened. Grabbing Lindsabell off the floor, he ran into the shadows.

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Ink was falling down too. "Heya, Paps." he said, eerily calm.

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Charachrome was ballistic now. His attacks were more clever, more desperate, more...evil.