Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-28358106-20161204024921

The titan collapses to the ground, and a burst of green flame arcs from the collapse and explodes. It wraps into itself and I stand, my veins glowing green, my eyes glowing with the call of the Void. Fragments of the chains crawl around my body, lacing in and out of my flesh as it splits and heals instantly. I have no shirt, my pants in tatters. I walk up to Marcus.

"So he's run off again. Cheeky bastard." I turn and look towards the direction of the sound of the castle's collapse. "I hate to say this, Marcus, but there are people dying, and I can't ignore them. I feel them slipping into the Void...I can't let that happen.  I won't be much help against Armata for much longer, but I can help the world be a better place for a few folks after you kill the bastard." My voice is slightly displaced and warped by the magic coursing through me.