Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161129060922/@comment-26517142-20170705031249

Nyarcca looks toward the cage. In her mind-speak toward K'eth she was smiling eerily. You peeve...you had to play a cruel trick with this. She drinks her tea - and makes it disappear quickly. Meanwhile, Warrick and Themadon bend over to look better. "Funny. The Lilim ain't moving." Themadon mentions.

But the men by the first cage remove the bars and begin to unlatchthe hinges. Out falls the metal with a thud, revealing a little boy of mere 6 years old wearing a sleeveless shirt and white jogging pants. His eyes were steeled towards his competition.

Nyarcca: Is that....

It was Jeiel.