Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150604111359/@comment-29458028-20150605163108

"Fall into line! Guard positions, cover each other, do not break defensive formation" commanded Raphael as he ran into battle, his wings of plasma flaring from his back as he drew the Crimson Vision. The entire sword flared red.

"Fucking daedra all going to die!"

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Seth himself drew his sword. He closed his eyes and wondered. What if he didn't fire the sword beam? What if he kept to his sword? What if he let his light flow into the blade, rather than send it flying?

Seth opened his eyes and stroked his hand along the Unconscious Deathwish. The sword's blade flared white...

"Time to go back to Oblivion, you bitches."

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Celestine and Eydis drew their weapons and got ready for combat...

"Well, it is high time we did so" said Sebastien quietly.

"Yes! Yes! YES! So pretty ... like a trillion prismatic butterflies! I like it!" squealed Vylliara.

"Vyl, please, shut up."

"Sowwy..."