Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20181107204138/@comment-27049835-20181108170044

Ivy holds Tira in place with her Snake Sword. "Servant of the Corruption, tell me: This isn't Soul Edge's work, is it? I can sense something....different." She asks the madwoman.

"Course not, Ivy! If it was, I could just poof on out of here with Pyrr.....Oh I see what that was." Tira grimaces.

"So, she is here. Where, corruptor? Where? I cannot sense the Soul Edge with her." Ivy demands.

"Like I'd tell you where my puppet is, Ivy. Yeah, I can sense the corruption I put in her, but nope. You're not getting it out of me." Tira defiantly smirks.

"If you're not going to help me willingly, you'll do it by force. I'm going to let you move now. Run away, grab your weapon, or do anything other than obediently walk in front of me, and die." Ivy releases Tira from her grip, and, surprisingly, Tira does as she's told.