Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20160711074314/@comment-24416658-20160713055812

With a groan, Cumin stood, shakily managing to stay up. Holding up a hand, she arched backwards, feeling her back crack a little. Sighing, she brought her hands to her musket again.

"I'm good!" she called, looking to professor Goodwitch. She nodded, and raised a hand. The battle was on again!

Cumin, once Niamh was back in play, started firing off rounds downrange again, moving closer.