Hiraku held onto his briefcase firmly as he stared at the horde of stone angels fly and proceed to form themselves into a robotic monster of some sort. Hiraku smiled a bit, "Well, maybe my son will accidentally show up here and fight the blasted thing. Looks similar to the creatures he always talks about." Hiraku rolled his neck around, and confirmed his briefcase was ready. [url=http://orokos.com/roll/210162]Hiraku was prepared.[/url]