Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160618125909/@comment-27950421-20160620190055

A summoning circle forms underneath the petrified statue of Circe which falls through it to parts unknown.

I clap my hands, "Well, glad that's over. Now that the bitch is defeated..."

The area is suddenly engulfed with an overwhelming presence. A predatory aura surrounds me as I smirk at everyone present leaving them all feeling like a mouse looking into the eyes of a serpent. The pressure I exert proves to be too much for most of the Ozians present and many are forced to their knees and the weaker ones unable to stay conscious.

I step foreward, "I believe that I said that I would be conquering Oz today. I'd hate to lie to you guys..."