Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20190424132336/@comment-26517142-20190509141659

Some constructs continue to ram and seat at Cybele's flesh...and her tears sting as the pain runs clear. And as she makes a final, desperate cry..

A presence lands on the earth, shattering the ground into split stone as constructs are knocked off and away from the Troll. Cybele looks up ..as a caped man stood in her defense. His eyes ...seething in rage. She...weeps.

"...Jeiel..."

Jeiel's steps weighed heavy on the brittled ground. It sent a shake on the constructs..as Jeiel grabbed one and ripped its head to shreds. Aura... aura of malevolence streaked at the battlefield, choking the air away from Rix, Despoina and even Ikuna.

="SO who gives you the right....to HAVE YOUR WAY WITH MY WIFE....WHEN I'M NOT LOOKING ..YOU PILE OF LIVING SHITS!!???"=

Ran runs to Cybele and embraces the shivering Troll, whose eyes were glazed in unknown fear. "Do not waver anymore ..we are here."

"Ran....my...mom..."

And as Jeiel flew in rage his aura blew up like a a tornado. Constructs were sucked in on the vortex..and smashed to pieces. Jeiel leaps to the air - and as a gigantic funnel of wind, hurls to one of the remaining mammoth carriers... and shreds it into oblivion.

What ensues is an explosion of wood...crystal and metal, showering the entire battlefield in scattered fragments. The remaining constructs limped...having lost a head, arm or leg. Jeiel slowly alighted...and his knees sunk into despair..facing Cybele.

His eyes....stared into emptiness.

Ran : ....Jeiel Yozama....

Jeiel :........I left her.....here ..