Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26545936-20171119195905/@comment-26545936-20171213182408

"What? Wher..." Kirdain looks out from the cliff and down into the desert below.

''Oh fuck you. ''Sighing and calling up renewed red mana within the runes on his arms. The planeswalker looks behind himself at the jungle one last time and the chaos happening behind it.

He shrugs, bids whatever it farewell with a sarcastic wave and jumps off of the cliff.

Silence follows... However, as the massive [Steel Hellkite] is seen off in the distance a dot really at this point. One may be able to spot the smiling man on the mechanical dragon. A small orb following quickly after the duo.

The gang dissipates as the connection between master and memory weakens to nothing from the distance.