Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-26517142-20170919234638

Jeiel is frozen. He continued to stand over the trembling Elona; in front of the Akala Matra, acting as a barrier in between those that are now showing him, another side to who he was. As he gripped harder on the shadow’s arm, he tensed as he knew the messenger was still, all ears on what he has to say.

“If this is not my rage….. THEN what else could it BE?!” said  Jeiel with a quavering voice, the strength in it diminishing by the minute.

Staring at the hollow, voidlike eyes of the shadow, Jeiel….

……felt he was being sucked in…..(sorry for taking long..)

