Thread:Orion's Dagger/@comment-27989107-20190907151914/@comment-5647250-20190924170718

(Hold on, the one Father Caleb is holding is the green butterfly.)

Saint Germain: (he grips tightly, using both hands to wrap tightly around the burning shadow orb)

Líf: (with a cry the violin orb is wrenched from her hands and into the silver bowl)

Samaritana: (she hisses, being dragged forward alongside the iron tear orb)

Yriscal: THREE''' MORE! '''(Outside, he starts playing his flute erratically to disrupt everyone inside the house)

(With the three additional orbs, three more silver bowls start orbiting the corpse, making a total of four. The three remaining orbs are difficult to continue holding)