Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140617030930/@comment-11588669-20140621060506

"..." Echion sheathed his blade, and deactivated his shield. The handheld blockade glowed purple before disappearing alltogether. The mage-bane winced slightly as the use of magic increased his headache.

He watched Sirce carefully, not wanting Crystal to get hurt anymore. When she grabbed the fairy, he intervened, grabbing the elf's wrist to lesson the grip on the small female.

"I'd prefer if you didn't hurt her." He stated calmly. "We just got her wings healed two days ago. I'd rather not go through that again." The warrior didn't mention that he bought Crystal from someone who was about to cut off her wings, nor did he mention the magical creature hunter. There was no need, anyways. At least, for now.