Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170331010116/@comment-28358106-20170405030657

"It is not he who shall suffer, in the end.  But, so be it..."

The darkness fades into reality, and Armata feels the material plane pushing into his consciousness. They emerge from the wound in the air, and it closes behind them.

Before them stretches the town of Lunalight. The stand at the head of its bridge. Astrid's voice is calm.

"Hide thyself, Sire.  I shall parley with Cyndwella, and the Hellbeast shall not smell you, for your blood is in me.  Should she refuse to surrender the memories peacefully, I trust you know what needs to be done.  As soon as I have it, we shall depart..."

They begin walking towards the town.

-BAMF-

Baku lurches forward,  having suddenly lost Cyndwella in a burst of blue flame. She reappears on the other side of the room, floating, her arms crossed.

"What the fuck??  Did I give you permission to grab me, Pinky?  No!  There are only TWO people who are allowed to do that, and you are NOT one of them!  You will NOT do that again, unless you...want...your..."

Her angry expression rapidly melts into confusion. She furrows her brow, looking around, as if she's looking for something she can't see.

"I...wait..."

She looks over to Marcus.

"Do...do you sense that?"