Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160927233204/@comment-26517142-20161017173448

Jeiel swats the syringe off his hands. "NO! DEMONIC ENERGY WON'T JUST SEEP INTO THEM! IT'D..."

Jeiel is suddenly slammed aside.

Before Cire, stands the Aswang in its own monstrous, primal form. Lips dribbling from the Daemonergy it was fed upon, its roar tears into the hearing of every onlooker and sends them fleeing for the hills.

"S-SH*T!" Jeiel exclaims as he powers up.....

Silver is aghast. "Damn the Gods. That is demonic.."