Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20160107051055/@comment-26571677-20160204093452

Amilanthior was interested in one thing.

Well actually, two, but the other one could wait for later. He walked into the medical laboratory, taking notice of the amount of powerful tech there was in there, and walked straight towards one of the scientists who weren't doing anything.

He asked the man a single question,

"What did you put into that aura-enhancing drug, and how do I get it out of my system? Properly. I don't want any of that temporary antidote."

Truth was, he hadn't been feeling himself for a while now, ever since taking that drug, he'd been having relapses, which considered of nasty migraines, nausea, and general crap. His body just wasn't ready for that much power, that quickly and forcefully injected into him. His aura was weak for a reason, and pushing it beyond all safeguards was a horrible idea.