Thread:BlackDragonKid/@comment-26863232-20171203021156/@comment-26863232-20171208015733

Winnie looked at you. She did not seem like it, but she was scared. She was never much of a fighter. She usually just freaks out and-

Oh, she is freaking out. Green fire spreads everywhere, and she has prepared many, many white cleavers. Somewhere in your peripheral vision, a shadow lurks. "Maighstir, cuidich mi."