Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-13488655-20161114010115

The mans hands then became  as cold as ice, growing a thick larer of frost as Margrit bit him, unknowingly activating the ice dust inside his hand while the door was shot down, revealing Flint wearing a iron hockey mask, aiming his rifle at the man.

"Toss him to the side!"