Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20190424132336/@comment-26517142-20190427174103

That was something unprecedented. The spray of fire launches - straight for Cybele. It blasts her on the face. And she reels in pain at the burn that overwhelms her.

"AUGHH!!!" screams the Troll. As the construct turtle squirmed under the pressure of the ranged fire, something unsettling pangs through everyone's ears.

....a sonic boom. That slams upon the turtle - and cracks it open like a shattered mirror. Everyone looks to see.. Ran, who had knocked down the turtle with a calm face.

"You hurt my friend. "

Jeiel shoots off in a heartbeat, a funnel of wind following behind him that parts the attacking group of constructs into two. Jeiel lands in front of Cybele, his face in panic.

"SH*T SH*T SH*T !!" Jeiel yells. "Cybele, hang on. I'm doing snu snu right now --"

"NNGHH-WHAT?? ARE YOU MENTAL- ACK!! " Cybele holds her face. She was in pain. "We're DOING IT HERE IN PUBLIC ?"

"If I don't do that I can't heal you !!" Jeiel shouts. "SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO YOUR HUSBAND, WILL YOU??"