Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170627100116/@comment-25073873-20170702145012

Amaryllis closed her eyes, and a cold wind seemed to blow, as a lone cherry petal appeared in her hand. A representation of her sword. She was sorely tempted to throw it, but it would release massive divine vibrations.

That, and the whole place might explode. Closing her eyes again, Amaryllis allowed the petal to flutter back out of existence. Looking at Evrain, she said "such nerve. To dare to converse with me like that? Is that a death wish?"