Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26163219-20160617014931/@comment-26191607-20160720051431

Scythe's skin was rippling as his magic began swirling around him, a demonic red and green glow would be the best words to describe the magic.

"Shikama thought he felt demons nearby, Vectra to be precise." Scythe says, his voice was eirily calm, sending a chill down Harry's back and most likely everyone else's back as well. The blue haired archer never seen his friend like this before, and it was scary. A PGM Hecate II appears in the enraged blonde's hands. "Excuse me, I'm going hunting." The blonde makes his way to the door.