Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29038468-20200714201818/@comment-29038468-20200730090114

(Ah, sorry about that.)

The couples would calm down and go back to what they were doing. Most of the soldiers were sleeping, haven taken the longer night shifts. A small group were playing games to pass the time while yet others still talked.

"Affirmative!" ORDER replies. "Tch, the cute ones never give up do they?" The Vampire asks readying herself. "What does it matter? It will be more fun to make him squirm!" The Dragon says lunging herself at the protective barrier. It holds her back, but barely as she claws and hits it without letting up. ORDER holds up her hands which then fold back revealing dark holes and her inner workings. The Dragon and Vampire brace for impact but instead of a blast, a thick smog pours out; it covers the group rendering visibility to nothing and the smell of charcoal is even thicker. In the confusion, ORDER grabs Johnathon and propels the both of them out of there and back to the stronghold in a matter of seconds.