Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20150215205820/@comment-5456040-20150308062447

The mink nodded, knowing that their lives at this point depended on it. With a sway of her hand, an obvious gust of wind brushed past them all, yet none of the so-called gas disappeared or even moved.

"...I don't think this stuff is what we think it is..."