Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190405023740

(Everyone) Pramool marches toward the line of soldiers, some of the men amongst the legion wall falter at the sight of the approaching god. Using his creations to keep the soldiers busy, the old god swings his sword and a wave of destruction cuts through the air, cutting down a sizable section of the men and Vampires holding their ground on the left flank. He raises his blade for another attack but is stopped as Marcus tackles him from behind and plants his face into the dirt.