Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20190410170538/@comment-27344811-20190413235724

Draedon smiles underneath his mask. "Ah, I see."

From underneath his garb he pulls out a variety of emtal parts, which he quickly begins to assemble with his wires. --- The Pale King has taken a break from his work to slither towards Diavolo.

"𝘼𝙝, 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙. 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪."