Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160724171730/@comment-27550231-20160726220929

I hear the comotion above me and see Jeiel engulfed in a dark aura.

"What has gotten into that fool? Wait this feeling... Circe? Oh boy am I gonna enjoy this!"

I drop my bag to the ground so it won't weigh me down, I crouch down low to the ground to get better air. Then with much force I explode from the gound and grab Jeiel/Circe from the ankles and slam them into the ground knocking the wind out of them. "Oh I've been wanting to do this for some time now, and you just gave me a good excuse to do so Circe... Thank you." I raise my fist into the air and bring it down on his face and breaking his nose. She spits blood on to my helmet and I speed up the pace of punishmet on their body. Blows rained down on his face, gut, ribs, arms, and legs.

No part of his body left was left unstruck. Bones were broken again and again, in multiple angles and diffrent severities. Their limbs were dilocated then broken at sickening angles. When they breathed they felt excruciating pain and parts of their lungs moved independently with every breath. Teeth were coughed up and their eyes were swollen, and clear fluid flowed from their ears. I sit up and take a good long look at my work, I dismount Jeiel/Circe then wipe my knuckles on their torn and bloody wedding sute. "Don't worry I haven't killed him yet. After all it's his special day. Now I would reccomend that you stay down because if you sit up you might just die. Not sure if that would even harm you Circe but it seems that he's quite dear to you." I grab my satchel then deliver another kick into his ribs wich respond with another sick crack. "Congratulations Jeiel. Long Live The King..." With that I walk away withount looking back.