Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20160908114616/@comment-19164168-20160925044321

Before Illya could even approach the bound spirit, a powerful blast of psionic energies sent her flying back.

"Mine..! He is mine..!" An angry voice exclaimed as the said perpretrator appeared.

It was a sort of mysterious knight wielding a bastard sword and was moderately armored.