Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-26517142-20160826092818

Jeiel alights from a Saintaur's back and goes in front. Ferocious, unrestrained aura had clung on the atmosphere of the steadfast Oz. Eating its sanity alive. Madness. That was what it was.

"Those aren't Harpies anymore. Those are... BEASTs."

Hastily, he chanted. The power of Senev beckoned. Sebyl's chest glowed as he shoved his hand - phased it - inside her. She screamed in rapture. Jeiel pulled out a rapidly covering slime on both hands and it sucked the ground below his feet.

The slime shifted color. An earthen green. Jeiel positioned his hands. The slime morphed into cannons.

"ALLEGIANCE - FIDES: YUGGOTH'S PHANTASM!!"

He launched wave after wave of devastating blasts. They made contact. The forces of Whitemarch were divided. "TO ARMS!~"

The warriors of Oz assembled... and charged.....