Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190401165541/@comment-26517142-20190411002823

The bullet was fired - funneling straight for the masked man as he scaled down the buildings avoiding the infuriated strikes of Ka Mula and co. The man quickly reels back at the impact of the shot and rolls as he crashes on the pavement. At that exact moment. isaac lands in front of his supposed 'imposter' generating a Dragon's clawed arm. The hands of the man in the mask  tense as he glares at Isaac.

And instantly.. Isaac sees the man.. has the same fire in his soul as him, peering past the mask.

"I DID not ask to SMELL like you, Isaac Kifer. But if I were you.. (his free hand gathers a mist of Miasma from the Naether, turning into a gigantic scythe) ..... I wouldn't MEDDLE with the affairs of THE NAETHER."

The man swings the scythe - and immediately, an immense volume of energy flares out in the shape of a crescent, throwing Isaac towards a wall along with the approaching Kak'ja. The man bolts towards the part of the building to which Repter and Jura were hiding - and he pins Repter to the wall. ".... you have a gift for precision. That is useful.... but can it save you at point -blank range?"

"Alright Ophelia. Here's some lessons." Jeiel points. "See those ladies with big smiles? They're Manicleffs. They're fast but erratic, so you can technically outsmart them when they're deep in the battle frenzy. Those girls with hand blades are Rapscallions - they like thrrowing themselves in fights,  but careful : they can look like normal girls once in a while."

"Ready? (Jeiel nods in excitement) LET's kick BUTT. (Jeiel jumps out of his hiding face and lands squarely in the middle of the group, throwing three of them off guard as Jeiel slams his hands against one) ALRIGHT - what're you foos doing here in QUITONNE??"

Atrea raises an eyebrow amidst her invisibility. The being... keeps speaking.

" Why of course. I would not spend my fleeting time TALKING to an absolute no one if I didn't know you it was you I WOULD meet. I could say... welcome to the Naether ---"

" ...JOSEPH."

As soon as his name erupted from the coffin... the jester notices it once again. The sudden feeling of .. time no longer moving. The world had come to a pause. Even Atrea and Egress, who were close to him, had stopped moving from their posts. No... they seemed to still be in alert, but had no idea of what  was happening to him.

And right now, the coffin was beginning to stir...