Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161129060922/@comment-26517142-20170831053322

 Themadon was ..keeping up. Thanks to the enchantment from the sword itself the man was dodging and parrying back the attacks of the Lich-like being like a pro. At the last attack, Themadon finds the blows connecting and he is wounded from the diagonal slash.

 “SPARE me your hypocrisy.” Themadon kneels on one knee. “Shaping me--? It’s the weapon. Magic from it allowed me to learn such prowess in battle in such a short time. And right now… you toy with me, just as you did THAT time.”  Themadon angles his gun at his chest. ”What are you GOING WITH THIS?!”  Jeiel walks on, aware that Imbellis is close by his heels, still dressed as his disguise. The people who passed looked at him and he only mentioned the words, “Incoming experiment, coming through. The subject will feel upset,  stop staring.”

 “So you speak?” Jeiel whispered at her. “Sorry… never heard you the first time… what’s wrong?”