Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20170602072721/@comment-30014014-20170604050644

''As she observes said statue, a congregation of butterflies fly over to her left arm, melding with it. No, rather, it looks like they were possessing it. Seeing the composure she kept throughout the process, it seems it was to happen.''

''The hand of butterflies done, she slowly reaches out for the supposed gem in the anvil. "Something is wrong with it..." she says with calm.''