Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160724171730/@comment-26376061-20160726042234

I reform what was destroyed during Ozma's...explosion, my head, upper body, etc., and then my eyes narrow...or what passes for eyes on a being of shadows. "Guys...something bad's about to happen...I sense a vast amount of-" I collapse. My limbs move jerkily as I try to fight...something. What...is...this? My consciousness is fading...have to tell them... I dissipate, and a note is left in my place, bearing a grave message.