Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190627101923/@comment-26517142-20190727154953

"''Teleport me down, Conrad. Trust me." '' Bright says in his supposed exo-suit. "What's the use of a grand entrance.. when you know for a fact that won't matter in a battle of wills? What I'll need.. is to make myself useful."

Ka Mula leaps aboard first, followed by a multitude of her cohorts and her allies. The rest of the Naetherkin follow up to the Condor ships opening up to let them in. They weren't making a fuss, nor were they going to. They had only one thought ahead - to join in the fight. Ka Mula spots the reddening moon. "I... remember a tale. The tale of the red moon. A moon when the Naether cries.. and a queen arises. It... couldn't be... that tale?"

Thanks to the bombers and the fighters providing cover-fire, Ayu was safely able to converge with Repter, Jura and the rest of the allied force. However, they knew things weren't just settling with the weakening. The ground shook and deatomized.. and everything became empty and black..

The Naetherkin screamed. "IS THIS THE END?!!" Some of the Vampires and Werewolves hugged and cried at the scene, wondering if even they will evaporate soon...

....

And all of the sudden a voice pops out from out of nowhere. "Ah. You lot are wise to retreat like this. Everything is getting out of hand, after all."

Stepping out of a portal... was a familiar face to Repter. A small, ball-gown wearing lady with huge pigtails and a gothic-lolita outfit. She bore a regal face.. and a bratty atmosphere to her. When she strode to the masses, wind blasted around her in jets of green, red and blue.

The Whiz of Oz.