Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160927233204/@comment-26517142-20161015170202

As Amihan lands in Jeiel's arms, the natives draw their spears nearer.

"Cire, can you break free? Unfortunately, I'm not so good with the greenery here in Filiphilos. They sap magic like absorbent cotton. And you're better in brute strength."

One of the natives nears Cire, but then halts.

His eyes widen.

"Sidapa?!"

The others resound after him. "Sidapa?"

"DI ako nagkakamali. Ang panginoon ng kamatayan.... si Sidapa!"

Jeiel's ears prick. "You guys... speak Filipino."