Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161129060922/@comment-26517142-20170705234821

Shiela was now up on her seat, a hand on her eyes as she scanned the werewolf coming out of the penn properly. "That...is no Lilim." She said in fake sympathy. Beside her, Themadon and Warrick were going nuts. Themadon himself was shuffling over his list. "How did something like that escape radar? Did the Lilim used substitution??"

"No... that box barred any form of magical upset! That THING shoudn't even be there!!" Warrick pointed angrily.

But downstairs, as the werewolf let out a guttural snarl at the boy Jeiel, he seemed to have steeled his eyes atthe sight. His hands flexed. "You ... are not a Mamono."

Jeiel stretched his hands and made a fist stance. "I will kill you... before you kill anyone else here."

(The curse...what does it do? Advances rotting? or weakening?)