Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190202000301/@comment-37523810-20190213170427

It took a minute for the Dragoons to spot the signal, and they soon circled around back to the flagship. Mathis and Yana landed swiftly onto the deck sa the other units circled the ship from above. “We saw the ships coming at you from the rear. Will you need assistance with that?”

The Priest, despite seeming to be a peaceful-looking man of faith, was an excellent fighter. His ethereal blade blocked the Dragons’ swords with ease, and his strikes never faltered. He feigned an attack on one of the Zombies before striking the other side, catching her in the thigh. A cry of pain could be heard as she fell, then went silent as the Priest finished Her with a thrust to the neck. “Captain, the tree is ready! One more cut and it’ll fall!”

“This is the paradise you deserve, Vez’nan. They paradise that we deserve. With the Order behind us, we can live so happily together. We can leave Lineria, or better yet, we could have it defect from the Order. No more killing, no more pain.” It sounded so nice, even if it seemed so impossible. This false Beatrice was a Demon Lord, so of course she’d say this, but even so... what would his life be like if he were to leave it all behind?

“There is no way for you to enter Hel’s realm... however...” The Dullahan looked away with her eyes, since her head couldn’t move. “If you were to help the goddess apprehend the High Priest, we could release him immediately.”