Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20160925203247/@comment-25073873-20161016083400

"Well, that is ... good, I guess? At least you can uhh ... use the flames to attack people who try to harm you? I'm sure you can use it properly, princess ... " said Freya, not sure how her Guardian would respond. She knew he always scoffed at mortal magic, and probably knew a lot more spells than all of them added together.

Krysaiel folded his arms, and a grin adorned his face, before he slowly began to laugh, and his laughter got louder and more strident, as he raised on hand to hold his face, leaning back, as he said "a flames spell? Seriously? You think you can protect people or even yourself with a spell that can't even cook food? Don't make me laugh. I find this interesting ... and it looks like I want to materialize to have some fun with this princess."

"Oh gods ... this cannot be happening. I command you, Krysaiel of the coloured rooms. You will not materialize and threaten the safety of the princess. Stay in your ethereal form and do not try to disobey, or I will kill myself and destroy those binding seals that you use to materialize here" said Freya, knowing it was quite pointless, for the seals were but calling cards, and weren't actually required for materialization.

Krysaiel laughed and the ethereal veil around his body broke apart, revealing his true flesh form. He flexed his hands, dressed very simply in what looked like a white trench coat with a slit down the middle, held together by unknown bonds, so it only flared open where his pants were. And he wore white pants as well.

"If you think you can protect anyone with that flames spell, Princess, I invite you to cast it at me" laughed Krysaiel, as he folded his arms, making not a single attempt to defend himself.

Freya was now shivering, having curled up in fear from the materialization.