Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170608035530/@comment-13488655-20170909020354

".... Yeah. It's a sight many would rather not see." Merla replied to Margrit as she glanced outside, noting the frozen grimm dragon, Beacon's remains and the automatic grimm turrets that were gunning down the spawning grimm below.

"... You wouldn't happen to know how to kill a dragon would you?"