Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160721185731/@comment-26517142-20160721195321

Haia: The... wedding....

In a split second, violent red aura flows from Haia's horns, causing them to grow like a bulls. Her soft eyes become bathed in violent crimson.

Haia: Jeiel-sama..... getting ma- (stops all of the sudden)

What?

The entire happening returned to squat in a heartbeat. Cire and Tack are remotely freaked out.