Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44344165-20191201012749/@comment-174.6.16.240-20191201162425

Gen panicked, an vanished instantly. They wouldn't be able to find her now, whoever they were. She ran for thespace in between two of the figures, but a gust of wind blew her back. She flew through the air, and landed on her ankle. Gen heard a crack, and bit back a sob, the pain breaking her concentration, and she became visible.

She scrambled backward, even though it hurt so much to even drag her ankle on the ground.

"Get away from me," she said.

"Or you'll do what?" One o the people in the black cloaks said mockingly.

"This," Gen said, and tried to shoot a price of ice at them. She managed on small piece, the size of her hand only, and the cloaked personeasily dodged it. She tried again, but nothing happened.

"Is that really all you have?" The person said. Gen was about to retort, when she realized she had been so focused talking to him, she had lost track of the two others. Two people grabbed her from behind, pinning her arms behind her back. The one figure approached her, and bent do beside her.

"What are you--" she started, but didn't finish as he reached down for her broken ankle, and twisted it. Hard. She screamed, and black spots danced it her vision.

"That usually does it," he said. "You're a tough one." He yanked er ankle again, harder, and with a scream, Gen blacked out from the pain.

-Chloe