Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-35455126-20180922175927/@comment-35455126-20180922214205

“Well, where do you think my OCs come from?” Glitch mused with a chuckle.

It was currently night in Fomorian City, yet it was entirely abuzz with the news of the prison break. In the sky, the DRCF drifted, omninously glowing with a red color. Paragon search parties were everywhere, on the land, in the sky, even in the seas. A few Dracion had been captured, but many more still ran rampant.