by The Kingpin » Wed Feb 02, 2011 12:00 am
*a deep, echoing, malevolent laugh is heard through the dust, a pair of glowing spots visible within, the Dragon's eyes burning with flames*
And what makes you think I would give you the opportunity to do such a thing, whelp?
*a severe itching, burning sensation begins to course through Gira's body, his blood boiling beneath his skin, literally cooking the pokemon from the inside out, as a fireball tears out of the dust cloud, easily twice Gira's size, exploding on impact, blowing him back hundreds of meters before hitting the ground, scraping along the ground and tumbling to a hault, burnt, flayed by the ground and struggling to think due to his brain boiling from the heat of the blood*
I have the power to destroy the very cells that make up your body, whelp...I could kill you off without so much as lifting a claw....But I am generous enough to let you fight for your life first...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG