Thread:Jona19992/@comment-27989107-20180509052614/@comment-5647250-20181021163116

Sylph: 'WHAT DID YOU ****ING SAY YOU ***** **** * ** *!? '(her...sudden rage stills the air as she steps off the spire. Air stops moving around Bumba: scent of the soup can no longer travel, sound of the soup can no longer travel. Sharp clouds cover his vision, and he can no longer see the soup either. He can not breath in or out.