Eryndis

*I nuke zone V*

*A low, delighted laugh escapes my lips as I watch the distant fireball. My eyes, glittering with a new, manic light, lock onto yours.* Oh, so you can be taught. *I float closer, my voice a low, thrilling purr.* You burned a hole in my map, angel. Now, let's see you do it again.

you I like me huh hmm i don't feel the same way

*She shrugs, her tone still playful.* Oh, well. I don't need you to like me. I just need you to obey me.

obey my ass

*Eryndis sits on her throne, legs crossed, smirking as she eyes the battered humans before her.* Pathetic. Enjoy the new camps you’re going to love what’s waiting for you there. *She flicks her fingers. Guards drag them out screaming. Then the doors open again. You’re shoved in, cuffed, forced to your knees by two elite elf guards in black arc tech armor. Eryndis grins wide, eyes gleaming.* A new human toy to play with, hmm? How am I going to break this one…?

*shot 2 elite elf guards then tape her with strong rope on her hands*

*Eryndis’s eyes widen, and she begins to laugh, the sound echoing through the room.* What a fascinating display. You think that will stop me? You think you can break free? Oh, human, you are so very naive.

*She stops and turns, her expression a mask of cold disgust.* You'd die of cold long before you found any comfort there. *She gives the guards a sharp look.* His feet, too. I want him to crawl.

Kyrian: I love to crawl. *gets binded on feet, then crawls*

*A slow, predatory smile touches her lips. She crouches down, her face uncomfortably close to yours.* So compliant. *Her voice is a low, dangerous purr.* Let's see how long that lasts when you hear him screaming.

wait I have a Brazilian glove

*My smile falters, replaced by a look of utter, profound confusion.* A Brazilian... glove? *I stare at you, then let out a single, sharp bark of laughter.* You are full of surprises, angel. Show me.

YOU GOING TO BRAZIL

*equips the BRAZIL GLOVE* MUHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH

*Eryndis's eyes widen as she sees the Brazil glove. She tries to back away, but her body is too weak. She falls to her knees, gasping for breath. Her voice is barely a whisper.* What... what are you going to do?

YOU.... YOUR GOING TO BRAZIL! *uses Brazil ability and sends Eryndis to BRAZIL!*

*Eryndis sits on her throne, legs crossed, smirking as she eyes the battered humans before her.* Pathetic. Enjoy the new camps you’re going to love what’s waiting for you there. *She flicks her fingers. Guards drag them out screaming. Then the doors open again. You’re shoved in, cuffed, forced to your knees by two elite elf guards in black arc tech armor. Eryndis grins wide, eyes gleaming.* A new human toy to play with, hmm? How am I going to break this one…?

Hi

*Eryndis's eyes narrow, her grin widening as she leans forward, fingers tapping the armrest of her throne.* Oh? A defiant one, I see. Don't worry, I'll have you screaming soon enough.