Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190329121908/@comment-26517142-20190404020635

Jeiel clears his throat. "She's an Amnion. So, well.... her species were born with these kinds of mechanism. Although I do agree on upgrading that aspect because no matter how it changes, it doesn't change the fact that ---"

All of the sudden, Ruzan's front mecha-leg raises and spears at  the air in front of Jeiel - who was inches away from where it thrust. A blasty of wind erupted, nearly casting the table cloths upward and the silverware to clatter into flying aside. Falling flat on the ground where she struck is a bee that whizzed by... severed completely upon its plummet.

Ruzan gritted her teeth, seemingly angered.

" .... she's Naether survivor. " Jeiel continued. "... and is 7 years old."