Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5494158-20160625184220/@comment-5494158-20160710031917

Just as quickly as it swept through the area, the vapors produced by the Grimm would eventually seem to dissipate and fade out. With the gaseous substance gone, those present would have the chance to get their bearings back.

"Ngh..." Beryl groaned somewhat as she tried to get back to her feet. Still somewhat hazy from the mist, she began using her glaive spear as a means of leverage for initially standing up. Though she stumbled somewhat at first, she was able to eventually maintain her balance, albeit with a few coughs in-between trying to speak up, "Is everyone else all right?" She looked around at this point. While she was able to find Navi and Zaffre even in her somewhat hazy state, but Shula was nowhere in sight.

"Tch...Shula...?" Beryl began calling out to her friend, now visibly worried for her safety. As the haziness faded somewhat and her eyes adjusted, she soon caught the full view of her surroundings. From this however, she immediately realized that something was very, very wrong...

"Ah! What...?!" Beryl paused for a moment in surprise as she looked upwards. The sky, previously bright and sunny, was now shrouded in dark purple clouds; The coloration and texture of them being almost similar to the gas that the small Grimm had projected. Brief flashes of light could be seen through the clouds, indicating the presence of lightning nearby. The sound of building thunder would occassionally be heard, further implying an impending storm; Yet, no rain had fallen, at least not yet anyways.

"Did that Grimm knock us out? We couldn't have slept for that long..." Beryl pondered aloud on this, "And even then...those clouds don't loo normal in the slightest." She continued to muse on this, now wondering on their ominous coloration. She could feel that something was definitely wrong here, though why it was happening was still up to interpretation.