Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20160726000337/@comment-26517142-20161011065129

Jeiel stumbles back from the blow. The flurry of punches slammed past his veil of protection. They connected, breaking his bones and sending him into a teetering daze.

"OOF!"

A punch finally lands on his face and he rolls to the muddied ground, haze filling his vision..

Welcoming silence.

The thunder and lightning crashed in full.

Praetor breathes gently. Thinking that Jeiel had stopped.

He was wrong.

="IT WAS... ALL .. FOR YOUR SAKE!"=

Jeiel suddenly stands - and rams his head on his chin. As he stumbled, he connects a single, glowing fist at the Order warrior - enough to rock his solid body.

"GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON WHY I SHOULDN'T RETALIATE ON SOMEONE UNDER MY GUARDIANSHIP, PRAETOR!!! THAT WAS HOW MUCH SHE DARED FOR YOU!! AM I TO WHAT, BLAME THE HEAVENS FOR IT?? "