Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-28358106-20160828070916

There is a flash, then light. In an instant...

It's simply a roar. An endless, unceasing roar. The beasts are knocked back, the slime at his feed blasted away. Conrad lets go, his eyes wide, he stabs the massive blade into the ground, ducking behind it...

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When Jeiel comes to, he has the feeling of motion. He can feel the ground as it scrapes the back of his legs, his arms up as he is dragged along. He turns his head slowly, his eyes coming into focus gradually.

All he sees are bodies. An vast plain, ruined by the tide of war and flattened by his blast, and upon them the unmoving forms of hundreds, perhaps thousands of monsters and soldiers. His eyes move to the beasts, knowing what they were only minutes ago...

"I'm actually glad you did that, you know.  Saved me the trouble."

The voice of Conrad drifts numbly into his ears. He begins to move his hands and finds that they are bound, a gag over his mouth. He begins to struggle, and finds himself hoisted into the air.

Conrad is dirty, his armor dented and his clothes torn. A rivulet of blood runs down the side of his head. He holds Jeiel up and looks him in the eyes.

"Let me show you something."

He is savagely whipped around. The Crucible is miles off, but it is larger.

"Do you see that?  Your friend the Doctor made it.  Formed it, with his very desires.  Forged with his hatred, his drive for power, and brought into this world by the blackness of his very soul.  When it gets close enough, it will destroy your city, as it already turned your monsters.  You can probably feel that it's already destroyed your magic, although not before you pulled your little stunt.  Why, if the Doctor wasn't such a monster-loving blasphemer, I would admire him for what he's done."

He whips Jeiel around and looks at him again. "The Lich that controls it is the black soul of the Doctor himself.  So as you can plainly see, all the friends you had left have abandoned you.  No one will come running to Oz to save you.  The friends you thought you had have betrayed you.  And when the Crucible arrives, your time will be up.  Tell me what it is that the Lich wants, or watch what you have left burn."

He holds his hand up and a a dark symbol rises from his hand. A black gash, a portal, unlike any Jeiel has seen, appears. Conrad drops Jeiel and turns to a giant Lieutenant.

"Go to the capital.  See who has returned and report back to me..."

Jeiel struggles to his knees. The portal wavers in the air...