Bradhoc Browning

Kip OMEGA

Portia Suksley

Vake

Script

*the dark spirit energies latch on to the gate through Kip's hands, shattering a big hole in the middle of the gate, as if the metal was simply sapped of all of its life-function and left completely brittle*

Kip: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH!

Bradhoc: Is he ABSORBING… *yanks his hood up over his head*

Portia and Vake: *back up a little bit*

Kip: *walks slowly into the courtyard* ~You've given me no choice.~