Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150107222248/@comment-29461586-20150115035744

As Vodah tried to fly off the Sanctuary, some sort of strange resonance caused him to become more and more dizzier every second...

At the palace, a guard stod in front of the entrance as Ataash and Light walked towards him.

"Do you have business with the Sanctuary?" The guard, which was a silver living armor, asked the two.