Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20190424132336/@comment-26517142-20190430164104

Jeiel stares at Abiathar...long enough for the boy to understand the vampire wasn't making any jokes or other pointless assumptions. He was fully convinced that Jeiel..had what he was looking for.

"Rhea.. is a fantasy." Jeiel drew one step back. "She is a Titan of old lore - something that existed way before the Gods of this realm waged war with the Demon Lord and his horde. Why would she.... concern herself with this realm again... much less me??"

"I don't suppose you recieved any clues from your newest girl." Abiathar clicked his tongue. "But...if you want to know so badly..then FIGHT me." And without warning.. Abiathar disappears -- and reappears behind Jeiel brandishing a gigantic, cinnabar-blazed sword.

Jeiel dodges as he ignites his hands in flame and he screams. "ALLEGIANCE!!"

THE area is bombarded in a burst of rocketing flames..and once more, Forjod and his cahoots are witnesses to the spectacle that they have no idea about.

Back to the main fight... -- Cybele raises a woody, thorn-hedged shield that deflects the flames. She shrieks behind it, "YEAH, YADDA YADDA YADDA - GET YOUR BOSS' SAD ASS OUT OF THE BUSHES AND FIGHT US, NOT HIDE BEHIND HER FAKE FANCIES !!"

WITH her right a giant vine shoots out and impales Centrius on the spot, restraining it from any movement. And with her left she focuses her gun-plants on the giant; she knew she shouldn't help Rix on taking down her prey.

Ran blocks the attacks with her raised gauntlet arm -which generates a shield reminiscent of a lion's face. As she backs up, she takes a step behind her and leaps - flipping in a gymnast's grace until she lands devastating destruction on the ranged spellcasters that shatter them into finite pieces.

She looks at Frosthorn. "Any more playmates?" She eerily tilts her head.