Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190601031415

It is almost as if Pramool forgot his strife with everyone around and now focused on his sibling. His callus hand reached forth and drove his sister away with a powerful blast.

“My fate, and those bound by it.... are not your’s to control. You may be stronger than last we met, but you are still weak. Depend on your subjects, relish in their suffering. Acknowledge your shallow ground.”