Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170103091405/@comment-26517142-20170714034313

Laz had just barely left through the circle when something slams on her way: a massive lump of land that surrounds her - and rams her towards the nearest wall.

"Putting you in my place? Hardly." Nuan was already reparing the damage with magic. Within minutes, she had pulled herself to her feet, slightly cringing. "My turn."

Using the lump of land, Laz's arms are locked behind her and so was her feet. Nuan enters the lump and slowly walks up to her. As she guides her hand to her armor... the earth seems to seep into the cracks of her metal.... and semed to push themselves in.

Pain.... came in quick. As if her metal inside.. was being pushed out.

But Laz notices that her process was slow and Nuan... was still cringing from her last attack. "How does it feel, metal-woman??" She strained to say.

"That woman is underground. Seen that main building where the Order men pop in and out of? 'Kallut seemed to point on the building outside. "They have her confined underneath. They know of the golden hair of a Ticbal... and that if plucked, it can be used to grant wishes. Those Order men wish to use it for their own deals.... twisted f*ckers as they are..."

"Although it's funny... I used to be one of them." Kallut looks at Chie. "Something bothering you?"