Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170106142830/@comment-26517142-20170308032805

Nwa's hands felt the warmth.. and evidently.. went to hold him even firmer.

Jeiel's stance remains steady as the black energy filters in. Most travels to Nwa and stabilizes her... but then the remaining miasma eats away at the light. Everything was beginning to grow dimmer by the second...

..until finally, the surroundings had become pitch-black, leaving the presence of both Doc and Nwa visible. Jeiel was on the corner..his figure... hazed...

... then footsteps clicked closer to where Doc was. The billow caused by the flapping of wings. A tail whipping at the silent air.

"Such passion. I still remember your charming face, Doctor."

Doc looks up... to find a Naether Demon specie towering over him. "Still remember dear old Memphy?"