Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-29038468-20190617013716

The pulse knocks down everyone but Ophelia who stands strong. "Your own power won't affect one who wields it." She says summoning magic into her hands in the form of bombs as well. "If I'm too fulfill my mission, you must be removed." She says with laser focus tossing the magic at her.

Pir'e gets up and extends a hand to Carrion. "A shame you must get blood on such delicate hands..." Pir'e tells her. "Could you hold off on the flirting while we have a threat nearby? Or in front of our daughter?" I ask getting up. "Sorry dear, shared history, you get the idea right?" Pir'e asks with a smile. "Well, if she's going to be coming to the pot lucks at home, she better bring something edible. I'm not having a repeat of last time." I tell them both half joking half serious.