Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20180703224852

(Jester) The flames reach out and engulf Gethin. They burn hotter than any he suffered prior. The Higher Vampire screams in agony as he is encased in heat. With the last of his strength he lunges his hand forward, his claws find flesh as the drive into Prad’s leg. After they pierce, Gethin’s hand crumbles as ash. Soon, his whole body as well. Crumbled pile of gray ash in the shape of a man, thuds to the floor.

The Twins watch frightened as one of their champions topples over as nothing but ash. “Violetta, run! Get to Lord Pramool’s chamber and await his revival!” Valoriena shouts while struggling.

“Sister I wont-“

“Do it!” Valoriena screams, a tinge on fear in her tone. Violetta wastes no more time. She bursts to mist and fades from sight. Valoriena turns to smoke to escape the grasping hands and reappears on Prad’s flank. She spins and sends the heel of her right boot straight for his face.

(Doc) Barghest writhes in pain. Bones broken, and a large shrapnel chunk of wood jutting from his back. The wolf whimpers in pain, unable to move much. He howls loudly, his call echoing over the woods and mountains.

“You.... think you’ve won? Pramool will soon be revived, and he.... will rain death on your world. Hehehe.” Barghest tries to stand, but his legs give out. “I’d like you know.... you’re friend Imperia. She felt.... good. Especially when she screamed for you. She was so certain you’d save her from the long sessions I forced on her. Hehehe. “

(BT) Marcus lunges forward but stops immediately as Barghest’s howl thunders over the landscape. The Wardog outright ignores Armata and Jorge, and bolts in the direction of the cry.