Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160706093130/@comment-28358106-20160711173157

Lucida wriggles free and gets clear. "Papa!"

I bellow and unleash bolts of raw sorcery, the red arcs blasting him backwards and through a wall that is decimated by the attack. Lucida slides up and wraps her arms around me,  and I her, her voice shaky.

"Papa, wait, please, don't...I'm all right...you'll hurt mother..."

"Wait here, sweetheart," I say, beginning to stride forward, rage in my eyes and red arcs splaying from my arms. "Praetor, watch her."

"Papa, don't...please, don't..." she begins to sob.