Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-13488655-20161115153658

"But... If we do that, won't we endanger the hostages?" Flint asked his mother curiously as he opened the door quietly. No guards in sight. Deathlock must be keeping them closer to his lair. Flint just hoped that Margrit's judgement wasn't being clouded by anger.