Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20180922235722

“The Anathema did it!” A random voice blurted from the crowd.

“The prophecy came true!”

“The Anathema brought the end times!”

“He is guilty!”

“Should have been slain in his crib!”

“KILL THE ANATHEMA!”

The crowd begins to flux violently and then commenced to chuck rocks, shoes and whatever else they could grab. The group is pelted by all manner of objects as the frightened people have turned hostile. Armata then raises his hand and creates a wall of flame. Separating the crowd from the group. Armata turns away from the frightened people, but stops for a moment and looks back at them. Their stilettos rave on the other side of the fire, their anger visible in the haze.

“I tried....” The scorned Vampire mumbles.