Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44124716-20200121202712/@comment-39357410-20200126035002

Aiden held onto the bands and closed his eyes. Smoke wrapped around Spyte’s arms. It was fine at first; just a tingling sensation, but it gradually became worse. Aiden grit his teeth, his grip tightening. He didn’t want to let go, but if it became too much for both of them, he would have to.