Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-34928186-20180518193031/@comment-30780275-20180524020201

His reflexes were delayed due to his lack of sleep and the lasting shock of his wounds, yipping out in surprise as Cancer appeared and began to yell "F- Fuck!" He winced, immediately whiping his hand to the side grasping the handle of the old machete he had gotten years ago, pulling it upward out of the leather casing but unable to find the strength to fully expose and attack with the blade, letting out a pained grunt as he was forced to let go, though his fingers still dwindled around the handle, twitching ever so often, slowly.