Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26915308-20191003162525/@comment-32932951-20191005144039

Giorno begins to slide down the tree he created

"It was a simple enemy, nothing we couldn't handle."

Ghiaccio lowers his voice.

"Good. NOW LETS GET A MOVE ON!" Ghiaccio stood still for a moment until the grass around him seemed to be frosted over and stop moving if there was any kind of wind before. He also seemed to be skating on the grass somehow. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.