Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160207063839/@comment-25582638-20160523142016

“F*cking psychopaths.” Raizel cursed angrily and glared at the sh*tty garbages. But she was more angry at the young girl.

“And are you f*cking kidding? Mustard gas? What-” the rebel looked at the heiress in disbelief and turned around, her hands holding both sides of her head to express her exasperation. She was partially lost of what’s happening. Sure, they found the killers, they have Platinum alive, Fen suddenly have suspicious friends that popped out of nowhere, and Cyzarine went mad at the Fullers. The thing is, now they’ve found the killers, they should’ve get the cops and let them do the hard job. Platinum’s injured but safe, she should’ve been rushed to the hospital. Now Fen’s friends are going after the Fullers, which didn’t make any sense at all.

Raizel gave an exasperated sigh before facing the heiress again.

“Alright. So, you’ve more friends? Good to hear that but you know the moron (Cyz) would hate that. And you’ve got Platinum and she’s safe. Great. I just don’t know why you haven’t ordered whoever that person is (Mazu) to bring her to the hospital. You all should be on your way while I should be do my best getting that f*cking moron out of here. Well if you’ve got any better ideas how to pull her out, you better tell me asap because by the time your friends get here, she might be f*cking dead already. Why? Ask her cousin.”

“And don’t start me with who’s to blame game. I don’t care whose f*cking fault is this anymore because every simple, sh*tty problems that you and that moron dealt with becomes very, very complicated most of the time and I don’t know why in the world both of you love doing that.” - The flames and petroleum trickled down at the back of Cyzarine’s helmet, which barely made any impact to rouse her flight response. The attire from ArmorTech has Starlite content mixed with the materials of her clothes while the motorcycle helmet was coated with it. Both hers and Raizel’s attire were chosen specifically to go withstand chemicals and heat. Even with these protections, Aura would still be consumed.

Nonetheless, the little demon completely ignored these details. What was important is that these people are leagues above her. And it only made her blood boiled more, a striking contrast from her usual response of feeling anxious and fleeing from danger.

A strong proof that she doesn’t care what happens to her anymore. They should die. That’s what all mattered in her narrowed mind.

She had staggered forward from Eve’s attack but she made her body fall continuously, her adrenaline rush numbing the pain on her head. The young girl swiftly put Adlig Teufel, now changing to Fire-Wind Dust combo, in front of her body and pointed it at the ground on a certain angle. Another gunshot rang out, followed by bright and loud explosions due to the bullet’s feature, which is splintering into eight shards when it hit something.

Whether Eve’s still standing behind her or not, Cyzarine was blown back to that direction and her Aura decreased to 72%.

As the fight continues, numerous silhouettes crawled towards the living things. Growls, hisses, and shrieks blended in like a choir singing the song of death.