Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170123160700/@comment-17114085-20170211191656

(Eh, Bretons are half-elves. :P)

Aeren was close to the edge of the cliff that used to be the land bridge that connected the rest of the city to the Blue Palace. There wasn't any solid ground for him to jump back to.

"The strong will inherit this world when I am done with it." Wrath said. "You lot will not stand in my way!" He reached the edge of the Market District, where a large arch blocked his path. He smashed it with his red fists, but it didn't break it initially. He hit it again. He could crouch down and pass under it, but he wasn't thinking straight with his anger so high. He was doing things straightforward and smashing through the arch was the clear.

As Alyssa shot lightning at him, he turned his gaze on her and shot a flaming chain into the building next to her. He pulled hard and ripped a piece of the building down, trying to smash it into her.

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Kyrnil pushed himself back up. He looked at where Wrath was standing and got an idea. ''A fall from up here would surely end even that red giant. We just need to keep steering him to the edge.''

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As Envy hit Ortis, his lifespan kept being drained. At first days, then weeks, then months as he kept up the onslaught. "You can't keep taking these forever!" He yelled at the Nord. "I will beat you down!"

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Lust could see Wrath from the nearby window in the hallway. He grunted. ''Metilius...I will end things here and go help you. I won't let these filthy Half-Gods touch you.''