Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160618125909/@comment-26517142-20160620171617

Jeiel: Thanks for that, RK.

Circe's face looked close to exploding. "YOU DARE... YOU DARE!?!!?!? INSOLENCE!!!!!!"

Her fury snapping, all hell broke loose.

Circe flew up. Her wings expanded and blotted out the Ozian suns. The black matter wing revolved at a speed beyond normal. The ground below the balcony tore open and  streams of emeraldic magical energy collected in her chest. She baloooned in size as other streams in Emerald City gathered within her. She was Godzilla--sized.

"YOU HAVE NO PRAYER TO SAY IN YOUR DEFENSE,  HALF WITS? I AM THE VESTIGE OF BEAUTY IN OZ! ALL ARE IN MY IMAGE! YOU WILL MET THE SAME FATE AS THOSE WHO OPPOSED ME!"

Jeiel:  Whoa. Anger issues. (Yells) Size doesn't  matter in battle, ass spank!

The original five Mamonos gather behind us. Their DE rises as they united their minds and thoughts to help. The bident reforms in my fingertips.

"You PLAN TO USE THAT AGAINST ME? HAH! NO MORTAL CAN WEILD THE SPEAR OF OZMA! " SHE hollers as she prepares to fire a humongous beam at us below.

"I know. But SHE CAN."

I hand the bident to another being behind me.

Dalena.