Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-27550231-20180627043106

Praetor looks to the blade, Tirush and Gethin as his mind worked to catch up to the battle around him. Then it finally clicked. Praetor picked up the blade amd ran away as fast as he could, searching for a rock or pit to destroy it.

Sword over shoulder Praetor focused on evading while his other half attempted to rouse the ignis into action. He would have to convince his flame to hide within the beast to discourage the vampire from holding it.

The ignis far from home, far from grace and ever so close to it's sworn enemy refused to cooperate. All mamino were enemy and to follow their order was unacceptable in all forms. It longed to taste once more the primal DE that once flowed over his body. It wanted all her energy as with all things regarding mamono one taste was enough to risk damnation.

With all the effort his better half could muster he managed to convince the ignis to form a chain to tie the dark blade to his arm.