Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20160726000337/@comment-26517142-20161012075810

"If it weren't for me...."

Jeiel bites his lip. The threshold of pain seeps into his soul...

...and awakens a battered, manipulative monster.

Circe from within his mind struggles to hold back a force trying to take over.

''Jeiel, enough! You shake this man merely so that you can come across him, and now your emotions have overflowed. If you do not cease this, I cannot hold him back! DO YOU UNDERSTAND??!''

"NO."

Jeiel??

"Stand back. This is my doing, Circe."

Jeiel stares at Praetor, and for once, the Order warrior is spooked at what is before him.

The eyes of the King of Oz... were that of a monstrous beast.

"..it isn't his fault  then. "

YES.

"It isn't his fault.... for being involved..."

'''Yes... HALFLIFE.'''

Praetor hears it. The bloodcurdling voice that shakes the hiding wildlife. Causes Nezon and Kathra to shiver slightly as if they have never felt such a presence in their life.

"IT IS =MINE!="

A wall of destructive enrgy blasts into the heavens, piercing the clouds as it envelops Jeiel in unholy light.... an energy reminiscent of only one eldritchian being: the Reptile King..

="IF NONE IS TO BLAME, THEN THIS IS ALL MY FAULT!!"=