Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-26288702-20171115145818

Armata watches with little emotion as Praetor erupts from his lucid cerebral adventure. As the knight collapses, the Vampire walks away. Leaving the tree he was leaning on and the rest of his team, the Lord Of Darkness ventures into the brush, determined to answer Tirush's challenge.

{You shout and flex like the mutt, relying on your bravado to intimidate your foes, but you do not inspire true fear. I will demonstrate how. Only a few here know what to expect of me, but none have ever seen the absolute measure of my powers. I will break the wills of many within this round, for those foolish enough to remain for the final, I will break much more. It will set a precedence for all participating and watching, not to challenge my power.}

As he strides off into the forest, Imperia looks to the sky first before anyone else. She feels her Lord's power fluctuating as the sky grows dark, as if a storm were approaching.