Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170106142830/@comment-26517142-20170607112448

Doc disappears as soon as he is prompted. Leaving Jeiel completely to his own, the King of Oz now faces the smiling horror in front of him.



Memphis shivers in her anguishing laugh. The primal form of a Chagrin she was riding underneath her slender legs snickered menacingly. "Aww....why'd you let the man leave? I would've wanted to stick around with him. He's not like you. You're dull, bland, and surrounded by those you treat as friends...." She gleans toward Jeiel.



Jeiel grits his teeth. "I knew it. You, appearing in front of him. Bringing that Slender to Whitemarch after knowing she has an attachment for him....you're after him. And now....we're here. In your land of power."



"Right as rain, Yozama." Memphis dismounts her ride. "I want him. Not as a master...but a man for my own desires. He reminds me so much of Harmon...right before he severed our bond together and let everything go to waste."



"You're not getting to him."

Jeiel's cloak flutters in the Naether's dead air. "He's here for the girl. And that girl you brought to him is here to save your dying world."



"I am well aware. That is why..... I sent her to him. "



She lifts her hand. And, at her behest, a dark rain of Naetherkin start to coalesce toward Jeiel. A smiling little mass compared to the horror about to devour him..



"And you're not getting in my way."

<p class="MsoNormal">Jeiel: (sniggers) I PLAN TO!!

<p class="MsoNormal">Without stopping, wind triggers Jeiel into the air as he rushes to confront the Naetherkin and the demon leading them, eyes glinting cruelly....

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<p class="MsoNormal">On Doc's side...he and Nwa have undisturbedly, reached the Tree..