Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161027174550/@comment-26517142-20170704033203

(Wowee. We reached the end of the RP alright. Anyway.. I'll put my end properly. )

Jeiel looks on as the airship lifts into the air, its figure becoming a mere speck the farther it went. He smiles a bit, remembering the few words Flamer left for him.

'' "Heh, I'm sure we'll meet again down the line Jeiel!" ''

Jeiel: I'll remember that. If I can....

Ignoring a deathly chill down his spine - and numbing flashes in his head, Jeiel starts down the building with Ojo and Blances, holdimg them tighter than ever. And above..sitting on the clouds..was the identity Abiathar.

Who was staring in the direction of Flamer.

"I have to keep a better eye on my godchild... am I right, Mythria?"

He smiles darkly.

"...soon..he'll find he's more powerful than he thinks." (No story foreshadowing! Just him, talking! Do tell me if I'm going too far :)

-to be continued-