Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160724171730/@comment-28530195-20160726042123

I look agast at the situation, my eyes dart to Preator's exit, and Jeiel holding Ozma. I place my hands around my head, appearing to breakdown "No...NO! Why did this have to happen!? Is it my fault?! Should I have done something to prevent this!?!?" I mutter to myself, actually appearing scared.