Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-29038468-20190624201350

Ophelia realizes there isn't much time and her eyes glow an eerie yellow as she scans the area. "Come on...Come on..." She mutters with heavy breath. The seconds feel like hours as she looks everywhere, looking for magical trace signs. Her eyes widen as her body tenses while crouching. "There, found you!" She shouts. Within that second, she's propelled by her own magic into the air and off to where the magic bomb is at. 'Ok, guys, I need some help here. I don't know how to defuse a bomb!' She says in her heading that one of the clowin will know.

Pir'e gives a tired smile back to Geralda. "Of course, you were a great help. I'm not sure how things would've turned out had you not come up with that brilliant idea. But yes, I think it's safe to assume that sound is as my husband stated, a bomb." Pir'e states noticing that Ophelia has already taken off. "Oh, I suppose she's found it.