Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170103091405/@comment-26517142-20170123091334

Laz studies the damage Jeiel had caused. Sees the intensity of destruction he is capable of. But then something catches her eye.



The buildings were eroding in unknown energy…



Lila buzzes in front of Makiling, shrieking, “HEY! CUT HIM SOME SLACK! He wasn’t himself – “

“Lambana, you have no say on this matter.” Makiling responds to her sternly. She turns to Jeiel, who is now bound by his captors. “DO not think that you can escape this, Yozama.”

“I know.”



Jeiel gives a smug look at Cire. “Sorry.” “THIS IS TO BE SETTLED IN OUR COURT.” A room, bathed in warm blue light.

Jeiel, in the center, shackled.

A ring of elder Engkants, their arrogant eyes centered on their object of interrogation.



“Jeiel Yozama, are you to be blamed for the propensity of wreckage in the Engkant Citadel of Banhaw?”



“…yes.” Jeiel answers faintly. An elder looks at Cire Hominac on the stands. “SIDAPA, are you aware of what Jeiel Yozama had done some 3 hours ago, while the Mollusk King had asked for your presence??”