Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161201013236/@comment-26210095-20161222040858

Azrael begins chanting, as his crest appears at his feet, and violet rings of light surround him:

'May her spine be crushed

may her bones be broken

her tendons torn,

her hair ripped from her skull;

may his blood,

spilled all over the earth,

be churned into a bloody froth

I shall become the one who buries his fangs into the sinner's flesh,

that the will of the gods be followed: Be purged!'