Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-5424581-20130419221450/@comment-768817-20130422192333

Aethael looks towards the explosions, with a mixed expression of worry and surprise, his eyes glow bright orange, piercing the night, and he runs with an unnatural speed, gifted to him by his unique brand of vampirism and a rush of adreniline, westward, he uses his nose to smell the air, for any clues to tip him off for what happened, and what's to come.