Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160613052136/@comment-28358106-20160616210656

"No need." I gently bring Jeiel down to the ground. "But hang on to her."

With Praetor's iron grip on her, I force pull her staff into my hand. It turns to rust, then dust in my hands.

"There," I say, dusting my hands. " That should help things along.  Children don't need toys they can't handle."