Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-35000153-20180910091112/@comment-30700719-20181110040134

Bianca sighs, and attempts to summon forth her greatest power, as well. Dark energy swirls around her, whipping inward and out before encasing her in a silk-white cocoon. She bursts out with a flair, and with a directed explosion equal in force of, say, a kilogram of TNT. She takes a martial fighting stance, allowing her pale flames to permeate her flesh.

Meanwhile on the shuttle, Jan, Stormi, and her fission-form Gale stand in a circle (as in, two of the three float) around the cabin, keeping an eye out the door the Wyvern had just left.

"So you mean to tell me that first off, there's a bunch of crystal monster-things in there. Fair enough, just shatter them, but that's just the tip of it, eh? 'Cause then you tell me about the Lilim, y'know, the 'daughter of the Demon Lord knock-your-socks-off' mamono. I mean, yeah, I'm a little better than most, but not enough to stave off the charm magic of a Lilim..." I pause, mulling over the situation. "But from what you said, Silent seems to be just fine, and I reckon he's more human than I am. And then we go into the little tiny detail of another Demon Lord. who seems fairly well off enough to grab me by the feet and bash people 'round the head with me. Compile these facts, wrap it in a large bow of being underground..." I turn back to the cockpit and resolutely slide into the seat.