Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-26517142-20170707031635

(SHIT! That hit the fan!)

The purge hit fast. And all around the Penumbra.. life had ceased to exist. Plants.. animals.. the Nathan clones who were too drivenin futile rage to realize the scaling damage of that single, prepared attack. They were wiped out - and disassembled in the most volatile way achievable.

Abiathar cackled in laughter. "There come the dying screams! What a sight! My dear student.. you've forgotten the Borton Purge that cleared the land of Darclight of its Zombie plague in ages past... you have been too driven by your anger to remember! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAhAH!!"

Held fast by Abias, Raioh was covering her ears. Somehow, there was a feedback only she could hear - a scream of torment from the life being sucked outof the land in the pretense of the spell. Raioh struggles to keep herself sane...