Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20160726000337/@comment-26517142-20161011055237

"DEFEND??? IS THAT WHAT YOU'D MEAN WHEN YOU'D GO AND FACE DRUELLA HERSELF?!"

Jeiel slams his hands at Praetor. Then his feet. Soon, every ounce of strength in Jeiel's body was rammed towards the Order warrior. Calmly, he blocked him. Calmly, he looked at his eyes...

..and even in the rain, he could see them drenched in tears...

"IS THAT WHY YOU'RE PLANNING TO DIVE INTO THE REALM OF MADNESS LESCATIE, JUST TO SLAY HER? JUST TO END THE MAOU? ARE YOU THAT KEEN ON ENDING IT ALL WHEN YOU'RE GOING TO ABANDON YOUR FAMILY HERE IN WHITEMARCH!?!?!"

"EXPLAIN THAT TO ME NOW, PRAETOR!! AND EXPLAIN WHY ANI RETURNED HOME TO OZ, BLEEDING AND PRAYING THAT YOU'D FORGIVE HER!!"

Jeiel's gold-gilded hands merged in the middle and a beam surges to Praetor.

="AETHER : MAGILLA!"=

The land shakes as the centered attack rips the field apart....