Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31749612-20170528192558/@comment-26517142-20170616091035

Just as the Oni was about to rush to where Hunter had fallen, there is a sudden flash of an unknown identity that cut past the Oni. Her eyes turn white as she rolls on to the floor, rendered unconscious by someone unseen.

But as the figure left, something dropped in front of him.

A feather of gold.

In front of Jeril, the three girls were still fighting for... terms to call him. Their fish tails wiggle from behind as they yelld at each other.

"I still say he's supper."

"He's our servant. How about that?'

"Honey-bunny?"

"That's no good at all!!"

By the time they managed to agree on something, Jeril had caught hold of something unexpected. He hides it in his curled palm. "Say girls.... do you always collect stuff from the mainland?"

"Huh?" The older girl with a fish tail of green scales answered. "Yeah. We.. pick up stuff and bring them here."

"Oh. So ... it explains this."

He flings into the air -- a greenade that explodes in the cavern roof.

BOOOOOOOOOOOM!