Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170404135010/@comment-13488655-20170420210536

".... I don't care. You see Alyssa, I am smart and you are easy to read." Flint replied to his tormentor after a few seconds, holding onto her arm as he was lifted off of the ground with ease. It was like he was the same weight as a puppy compared to her.

"Auntie Margrit is training me personally. I doubt she'd be very happy if you damaged my good hand and make all her efforts go to waste. Don't you agree?"