Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-26545097-20180407224107/@comment-24852191-20180730032550


 * Nightfire sighs and sits in a chair beside the bed.

Nightfire: That was close.

Zeitola: Are you ok?

Nightfire: With the amount of power I just used to keep him from combusting, I’m exhausted.

Zeitola: Govto sleep. I’ll keep watch.


 * Nightfire gets up and lays down on the couch as Zeitola takes his now vacant spot. He doozies away, his kids slowly shutting over his fiery orange eyes.