Board Thread:Fun And Games/@comment-32710969-20190609211457/@comment-26429591-20190619054652

He softly stated, with his eyes closed, and with one step reaching between Gorefield and Jon despite the distance likely being ridiculous. He was quivering.... But it definitely wasn't out of fear this time. It was something much, much more agitated. "Mister J-Jon.... That's your cat... Your friend... Your first true bond. Despite everything he is was or ever will be... He's still yours. Taking it upon yourself to hurt him... Means you are permanently severing that bond  ". He said, looking at Gorefield and opening his eyes. But if he were to see his eyes, they radiated pure power. He was actually pissed.

"... If he was pure evil that wall of Lasagna wouldn't have mattered. He would have went after me regardless of it being there... But he didn't. He's lost Mister Jon.... and only you can bring him back ... " . He said, looking back at Gorefield with legitimate care in his eyes. "Will you save him Jon... or do you want to risk turning your bond into ashes... and yourselves along with it ? "