Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30071669-20161231054653/@comment-30071669-20170125041139

“Haha, you wish. But it’s too late,” Devil sneers at Pir’e. The figure in a white robe walks forward quickly and moves their fingers in a star shape. Suddenly, bright silvery threads wrap around Pir’e, binding her. They are made of Holy Silver. No matter how hard she struggles she can’t break free.

Devil leaps in front of Kuno-chan, “Fool ain’t really a fighter. But if you wanna tango, then play me with me. I might even cop a feel.” She laughs insanely as her arms transform into multiple scythes, dragon heads, tentacles and other weapons.

“No,” I say to Hell-chan while standing up, “I can fight. But don’t do anything reckless, he is extremely strong. Stronger than Pir’e strong. He is neither human nor incubus. I honestly don’t know what he is. We’ll have to think this through carefully.” The Tyrant continues to look at Hell-chan, then, “Hmph, honestly. You all are supposed to make men your slaves, not chat with them like good friends. Isn’t that how you were made? And you let that human call you ‘mutt’?” he gestures towards Isaac. “I demand to know. Is it because you demand he calls you that? Answer carefully. Humans and mamono interacting in such a friendly manner. . . angers me.” The whole air behind him glows a demonic red and the tips of many golden swords and spears emerge from the glow in rippling pools. It seems to be some sort of dimensional portal that holds weapons.