Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160425084355/@comment-13488655-20160426090300

(I know ^^ I remember that one of Game theory.)

As she tried to disarm him, Mask stammed his head into hers, sending her sliding backwards on the slipery ice at quite some for before making a flurry of attacks with his Drosera. His arm movements wer practically a blur while his feet oozed acid onto the ground around him, giving him enough stable footing for his attacks.

"You don't seem to know how to deal with misdirection. Still, you're very good sport." He taunted, showing her the strings he pickpocketed from her those two times she let him get close, tossing them into the small puddle of acid.

"Most mercs would run away by now. Whether you're not doing it out of craziness or bravery, I don't really care. Just make sure you're not holding back."