03-19-2021, 10:23 AM
He knew he needed the strength to fly or he would get lost in the mud. Finally, with one last push to keep the majority of it at bay, he took to the sky, body struggling to bring him up. 'Byriath, prepare a headcount for me - Jormungand has Sojourn.' He called out and turned to fly to the safe spot. If only he could see straight, without the growing black spots in his vision.
//I'll be making an aftermath/headcount thread after this ^^//
— Reggan
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗