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(The idea is in play. Let’s take it back a bit. Also a bit of Marcel lore because why not.)
After the lash out that Samael had towards Marcel, he looked to the gilded Donald. “Interesting. He doesn’t keep himself open easily. He could be one helluva General. Then I can take the Conquest General...
I was thinking delete everything past my post with Samael yelling at Marcel. Same page when the teacher stepped in
*Edit* Everything past post 577 on the roleplay
Marcel, Zalthereon, and Samael didn’t see the attack coming and they got flung. Half of Marcel’s true demon form faded in half and the other half was Zalthereon’s consciousness. “Samael. Are you alright?” Marcel asked in a super shaky voice. “No I’m not alright! Judas was as close as we got to...
Marcel and Zalthereon snapped. They both lunged at Donald and did a two finger strike at the side of Donald’s neck. Missing his throat but in a good way. At that same moment Samael bursted out and delivered a kick to the other side of his neck. They had hoped that it was enough strength to...
“Shit!” Marcel jumped in surprise and Zalthereon was already three steps ahead swapping the other side back and side stepping Donald. As he was about to throw a very powerful punch to the back of Donald’s neck. Jude stepped in and blocked the attack that was originally going their way. Marcel...
The demon looked as Jude who offered his hand. In a different way, Half of the demon faded showing Marcel while keeping half of the true demon. “We’ll be willing to go. Jude.” Marcel and Zalthereon spoke in unison. They both knew if they fought Donald. Others would die. “We will come in peace...
Marcel and Samael both blankly stared at what had happened. “God. Effing Damn it.” Marcel spoke as he looked to the gilded Donald. “Well played you little shit. But this is war.” Marcel paused before stepping out and clenching both hands into fists. “You want to play games Donald? Fine.” Marcel...
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