Board Thread:Fanmade/@comment-26912075-20180826001644/@comment-36576859-20180828211257

With those words the discoloration of the face reaches it's peak becoming a shade close to magenta.

Bradmante roars."Reaplacia!"

After a few seconds of a punitive stare so close in resemblance to the sun it could kill vampires, he leans in very close and half spits, half whispers

"Are you trying to start some kind of international incident? my father's army is as large as the sea itself he will drown this fledgling country in the blood of it's citizens if he heard such a comment. Allow my entry and I will forget your ignorance."