Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3314748-20170225153756/@comment-26268426-20170317150217

The Mages Dissapate.

Demon Guard 1: Can't you create anything? Sounds godlike to me.

Prasiolite's hair is shortened a little bit by a lazer

Prasiolite: MY HAIR! Actually, I think I can pull this off.

Prasiolite hits the demon guards and they dissapate.

Demon Guard 2: And you have no regards for the fact that your pretty-in-pink sister is DEAD!

Apachite: Let's go into this door.