When you start Roleplay with someone and you reply like this:
Ebony smoke circled upon the group, like a threating viper, suffocating it's prey. Coughing erupted from the comrades as the stumbled, eye watering from the toxic gas. Helplessness formed in the pit of the archer's, May' s, stomach, deepening the endless void of sorrow. Though wings of wind burster the wall of gas, fluttering fast. Like a guardian coming to their aid. The element on their side of the shattering war.
Their response:
"We're saved!!!" Mike exclaimed.
