Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-36884570-20181108012315/@comment-36309590-20181112015141

Atior stops midway across the bridge leading to the school and draws a complex magical glyph in the air with his wand. He then reverses his grip on it and stabs it into the stonework beneath him. The portion of bridge that he just crossed collapses, the glyph disappears, and the skies darken as a small swarm of Dementors, rush down from the sky and towards the school.

"It's time I got what I want." Atior growled as he calmly strode across the remaining portion of bridge in front of him.