Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161008211047/@comment-27550231-20161018014955

Once again the air crackles with intense heat as the beam is fired once more. A wave of heat washes over everyone in the vicinity, the air becomes hot and dry, dead shrubbery bursts into flames and the spear of flaming light strikes Armata's feet. I struggle to walk forward as steam and the smell of burning human flesh once again flows out of my armor and fills the air. After taking a few steps forward I fall to one knee, reach out then collapse onto the baked clay which shatters under my weight