Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30071669-20161231054653/@comment-30071669-20170127041721

The white robed figure laughs at Pir’e softly. “My superior? You really have forgotten your place little girl,” it is a kind and youthful sounding woman’s voice.

“Come on. Don’t you know any clichés? Kunoichi are always getting gang-banged and knocked up in the line of duty,” Devil laughs before sprouting multiple dragonic heads and breathing hot flames at all of Kuno-chan’s clones.

“You dare speak to ME in that tone?! Looking like some human woman in cosplay, as you do now?! Do even know!? Can you even fathom the splendor of the demonic Hellhound in my father’s time?” Tyrant seems to become incensed with rage. The golden spears and swords fly out of the air behind him right at Hell-chan. “Iron 80%, carbon 10%, trace metals 8%, DE 2%. Shape analyzed. Structure, complete,” I mumble to myself. Steel copies of all of Tyrant’s weapon’s burst out of the ground and collide with his attack, blocking it right before Hell-chan is hit.