Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160412075753/@comment-17114085-20160425114758

Seeing as they were only holding down his limbs, Reming was not yet defeated. In a quick motion he turned his head to the right to face the arm of one of the guests and then bit into the guest's right arm, hard, a little above the wrist. He could taste the guest's blood filling his mouth.