OOC: May I have the honors?
IC: Dravis stared off into teh rocky rubble that was forming from Rhysode. Boulders were being pushed up and houses were being smashed. The earth tremble and let out a loud groan. Flames shout of of the geysers in the battle field one last time. Mist drifted up along teh shoreline. Dravis could hear screams comming from people that had been left behind or had been trapped. He turned away, trying to block out that horrors that wee occuring.
I'll get you someday, Jeriko. You shall be vanquished.






