Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171024033731/@comment-28358106-20171102152929

(S9/Lil) The Empress Slime looks down at Lilrava and gives her what might be, under different circumstances, a friendly smile. In this case it seems to be a smile of supreme confidence as she raises her right hand.

With a speed that belies both her size and species, she brings her hand down directly on top of Lilrava as if squashing a bug. The little Dark Elf has just enough time to leap aside as she is blasted away in a spray of beach sand and slime droplets. The small blue blobs tingle rather than burn, swamping her mind in DE drenched thoughts.

But it seems as if Lilrava wasn't the intended target. The Glacies is now embedded inside the Empresses' hand, writhing in ecstacy, and the Empress begins flexing her fingers, teasing the trapped Glacies. Frigid DE from the ecstatic mage floods the hand and up her arm crystallizing it into an enormous, ice-spiked club. Cold DE wafts from it in a great, blue fog, falling to the ground and making a growing fog bank.

Grinning, she brings it swinging down on top of Lilrava...