Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131228041811/@comment-7497475-20140130232408

Quickly flicking two more at Margarethe, Chamoisee cringed with every throw. Her hands weren't getting healed with the constant gripping of the spikes.

''Ow, not fun. I need some space, she's better in close, hell, even some range between us probably won't help me.''

Taking two of the larger spikes, she opened one up as a grapple. Thinking she might be able to latch it onto Margarethe's sword, she went on the defensive.