Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-30014014-20190606020148

Host-Prad watches the spectacle, a violent glee formated in his heart. He watches the creature pretend to utter destruction when it could have attempted such a feat sooner. He watches it fall back to the ground with wings clipped like an insect's.

He watches it take hold of Marcus in retribution. He watches it all as the tempest manufactured from his hand continues to seed the heavens with spikes. "And the creature grow in anger, blinded by its own volition to enter-act a feat none would suffer from. Perhaps my actions will not be needed if this is its resolve..."