Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190401165541/@comment-29038468-20190417004008

"I...I..." I mutter in abject horror as I'm being held down. Tears stream down my face as my hand starts glowing. I close my eyes crying as I thrust my glowing hand into my head just as the Lic-chans finish their work. A potion filled with a thick purple liquid. "Too...late..." One of them says. I cry out in pain as I rip out a small glowing sphere. It radiates a small warmth, I pass out from the pain. The clones of Lic-chan vanish and she walks over to Cayenne and starts pouring the potion on her. "I don't...need you...to...consume this...for its...affects to...work." She says her expression never changing.

"F-f-forget i-i-it..." Ophelia mutters trying to warm herself up.