Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27025277-20160821145903/@comment-25073873-20160830023019

"Well, enough talking. You all speak too much. If a girl wants to die, let her" said Lyrissa with a smirk, as she opened her wings and walked forward. With a flap of her wings, a gust of wind blew at Jordan. It was a remarkably strong gust of wind, powerful enough to knock people off a structure.

"Reflect, as you see your final moments. I do not want to be responsible for your death, but I will place your fate in the hands of decision. Someone will save you, if they so want to. I do not mean anyone here, but if you nearly die, you might reflect more. If you die, well, good riddiance."