Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-38248322-20190219181340/@comment-38248322-20190222210318

The other mamono just dismissed the topic and continued relaxing, enjoying the cool mud.

Meanwhile, Paul went into the small bunker to enact his plan, and the Nekomatas passed by him by a few feet, before a deafening roar sounded, which scattered the feline mamono as one of the dropped Paul's pants when fleeing in a hurry dissapearing into a forest.