Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-26517142-20170924020605

'''RESCUER? PFFT. DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH, DISCORDANT ONE.'''

The creature now controlling Jeiel's speech, his actions... grips at the arm of the Matra, forcing it so forcibly that the arm is snapped out of its jointing --but being a shadow, it had nary an effect.

'''I DO NOT PROTEST IN HIS PLACE.. NOR DO I PLACE MYSELF AS HIS GUARDIAN. HIS BODY HOLDS ME PRISON... AND WHEN HE LOSES HIMSELF...THAT IS WHEN I HAVE MY FREE REIGN...'''

For a moment, the creature pushes the Matra away and cocks its head at it. His eyes glint in a serpentine grace, ignoring the cowering Elona. '''NOW TELL ME. WHAT IS IT YOU PLAN TO ACHIEVE... WITH REVEALING WHAT TRULY AILS HIM? RIGHT NOW... I CAN SEE HIM. WEEPING WITHIN THE HALLOWS OF HIS OWN MIND...'''