Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20170412234811/@comment-4059927-20170421235650

Malcolm finished off another, as did Bif. Soon enough their opposition was defeated. Malcolm walked over the leader of their faction, trembling on the gravel, blood seeping from his forehead.

"If I ever see you, or your pathetic compatriots near the school the next beating will be worse." Malcolm warned, his pupils dialated.