Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170602093859/@comment-29038468-20170611205106

(Sorry, I was busy yesterday and fell asleep at 1, now I just woke up at four...WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!?)

"A little water eh? Leave that to me, I've got an idea on how to drain the lake~" Baph-chan says.

Pir'e removes herself from Ozma's neck, a small bit of DE running down her lips. Her memories come flowing back to her. Her reign back when the former Demon Lord. Human slaves chained to walls, dripping blood into wine bottles. Pir'e sits upon a gilded throne, wine glass in hand filled with blood. The dark clouds outside signal of things soon to change. The mob approaching steels themselves for the confrontation, their hopes placed in a young hero amongst them and the trap they've devised.