Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-26288702-20180311024024

The man clad in black grabbed hold of Praetor's shield. One thing Praetor notices immediately is that this individual has no weapons, seemingly relying on his immense strength to overpower his foes. The man clad in black armor then raises a clenched fist. His armored hand trembles with little restraint as he is about deliver a powerful, finishing strike. However. The man lowers his fist.

Instead he delivers a strong frontal kick to Praetor's shield. Praetor sails across the room, crashing into the wall. Upon impact the wall made marble cracks and splinters. Praetor falls hard to the ground, but he notices something unusual. The intruder had changed his tactics. Where once the man was going to punch Praetor in the facial region, he switched to a kick that was heavily absorbed by Praetor's shield.

The intruding man clad in black armor turns away from his foes and moves toward the rift. Stopping just short of the swirling portal, the intruding man looks back at both Armata and Praetor before disappearing into the rift. Slowly and despairingly, it closes. Armata staggers to his feet and shambles to the breach zone.

The Vmapire lord stumbles to spot and examines the scene. A servant bursts into the room, looking around in horror at the aftermath. MY LORD-"

"GET THE COURT MAGES! NOW!" Armata then shifts his gaze to Praetor. "AND THE MEDICAL TEAM!" The Vampire lord shambles over. He grabs hold of the Knight and begin to hoist him up. "Rise Praetor. Are you ok?"