Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190117232435/@comment-7262318-20190123002157

"But why would..." Shrava stopped, it suddenly dawning on her.

"And your friend didn't want to help in the slightest. Said he would not miss you," Torus added. "You were trapped in your own head. Thanks to this man's game. Those knights were not even real."

"Not true!" Delusul said. Shrava was turned to Delusul, but she was beginning to understand now. A mind trap was something that she knew Delusul to use extensively on people. And there was no other way that her comrades could have known about her past.

Her lips curled into a snarl.

"Now, Shrava, I ask you. Why-" Delusul was suddenly cut off as Shrava wheeled around and blasted a fireball through Delusul's chest. It came firing out of his back, and continued on for a few more feet until it dissipated into the air.

It all happened in a flash, and Shrava stood glaring at her former friendas Delusul stood there, clasping at the burning hole that was now in his chest. He coughed, and a small bit of smoke came out of his mouth.

"Dammit..." He hissed, before collapsing back. As he fell, he turned into ashes and scattered as they hit the ground, spreading across the land and through the wind. His cane fell harmlessly to the ground.

"You'll be making a mistake," She said, trying to bury her hand in her pocket and away from them. She needed to at least keep the ring hidden so she could make an exit.

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"I'll probably feel it in a few hours..." Alvoran said with a laugh.