Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27725096-20170203233951/@comment-26268426-20170208205020

Prassy would spin to dodge.

Prassy: I figured it out! Now let’s try something!

Prassy summoned her katars, got into a position to whereas whoever got in the way of the blades would get chopped like ingredients in a salad.

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Prassy would then charge towards Cacoxenite, carefully maneuvering around the tacks she laid down.