Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170106142830/@comment-26517142-20170718033429

Memphis floats in mid-air, impishly smiling when in fact, there was nothing behind it but dark malice. "Phoo. I knew you'd come to saying this..... all of you men with gallant visions and ideas, all men with an existence that others envy and  come to seek to bask under, are already strung to a force no other can interject. And even as I do this, I find myself unable to make the deal I've wanted for so long to do to another......."

"Oh well."

Memphis lifts her hand and at the same time, Jeiel's is made to float in the air as well. "If I can't have you tying yourself to me...then I might as well break the cord that keeps this man together. Which....you had just repaired, correct? Oh.... Victivius will not give him another chance at living anymore.... a sacrifice wasted..... pitiable..."

"You....... HAG."

Memphis looks to Jeiel... who had slowly moved his hand toward the violet crystal on his neck. "Stop...preying on despair............like you did to Harmon......VULTURE."