Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140617030930/@comment-11588669-20140620024550

Echion winced as the pain of magic backlash lanced through him. He had an aversion to magic since he was a small child. And he hated it.

Though in this case, it was very useful, he noted. Even the archers in the trees were caught in the growth. Frankly, it was kinda scary. He let out a low whistle as he inspected one of the vines. The thorns on those things would cut any armor they had to shreds. Crystal certainly had some skill.

"I feel like I waisted my time fighting." He joked quietly to her, squatting down in front of the leader. The man spat into his facemask. Echion just calmly rested the edge of his gladius on the man's neck.

"You're not going to follow us." His tone was commanding. "The consiquences are rather...perminent, if you do." The warrior stood, and began packing up the camp.

"Damn, Crys...why didn't you do that from the beginning? Would have been much easier than fighting through about half of them."