Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161113003142/@comment-26210095-20161114001718

(Thought they were on the rim of the caldera)

Azrael sighs, this is what he was afraid of.

Kill him, he's defenseless

An unseen voice whispers in his ear.

"Shut up." He replies as he raises the palm of his hand to the sky. Immidiately, asword of flame-blue energy appears, like the specter of a sword: his flare. He points it at Valerius.

"I implore you, O goddess who governs the storms, to lend me the lightning."

A bolt of superheated lightning shoots out from the tip of the sword, making a deadly arc towards the Emperor.