Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190627101923/@comment-29038468-20190720181006

Despite being dragged up, Ophelia's body feels like lead. She puts her hand to her head and then starts feeling herself all over. She looks back at the Lilim version of herself, eyes wide and she looks somewhat scared as Jeiel keeps the two of them moving. "...I suppose I'll just wait here then..." Lilim-Morgan mutters. 'Lady Clowin, are you all alright? None of you have been separated?' She asks the Clowin in her mind.

"It's okay, you're safe now. Easy, easy..." I tell her leading her off to the side to rest. A messenger Slime forms at my side again. "My liege, the battle is turning in our favor now that the anti-venom has been created and you've blocked off their reinforcements. We shall have them routed in no time Sire!" She tells me. "Good, keep up the attack, restrain them if you can. We don't need to keep this fight going any longer than it has too." I tell her in reply. She bows and leaves me to catch my breath.

Pir'e bites her thumb and sprays the blood all over herself in a barrier to block the blades. She smile to herself. "And she says I'm predictable, HA! That girl clearly has forgotten who she's dealing with again." She states snapping her fingers. In an instant, the crimson liquid from the broken blade left on Lyndis' hand solidify like a hard rock and forces her down to the earth like a boulder on her back.