Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28530195-20160621042253/@comment-26517142-20160627230217

Feeling the weight of foreign magic pulsing into her, Crce cringes into a solid state.

"You may win this round - but- (starts to go numb) As long as this host holds, I can leave it and go as I- 

!?: ONe- SAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!

THE top panel of the factory breaks open. Ani the Tin Woodsma leaps from an unprecedented height, her axe cruelly lifted. It reconfigured into a labrys two times the original size. She swiftly, and surely, decapitated the Oblation hulk.

WWhWhaWhat- (dies down)

The body tries to reach out, but soon disables.