Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160302043959/@comment-25547106-20160328014057

(I'm going to interject here. This is just too perfect.)

He detected nothing other than his men, but strangely, he could see their lives being snuffed out. First, he'd see the light of their souls split in two before fading away immediately. And then he heard the bellowing yell... Deep, gutteral, feral, and untamed, it knocked him from his concentration. He opens his eyes to see an immense being made of metal sprinting throughout his entire camp. Within its grasp was a greatsword with a winding, serpentine blade. Their arrows and sword slashes merely bounced off its form as its deep crimson eye pierced their hearts with terror. In all their years, they'd never seen something so savage and efficient at slaughter; not even Mercy. The metal beast appeared to be a man, but it was impossibly large, too large to even be a monster girl; easily 9ft. tall. Its body was clad in dark gray metal armor with absolutely no gaps between its interlocking parts. Each plate looked like a muscle, not just moving with flawless precision like muscle, but flexing and bending like muscle. Its iron face was pock-marked with countless scratches, a single black eyepatch covering its left eye; a black, well-weathered sash tied around its waist. Its every step sent vibrations through the ground, its every rebel yell piercing their ears, its every swipe of its mighty sword cleaving at least two men in half with ease.