Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-25808351-20160823030825

In an instant of Ibrahim's inquiry, a hand wraps around Armata's face and pulls hard. There is Hound, his eye's iris glow bright blue as he yanks Armata away from Dee and slam his body into the ground in choke-slam type fashion. The ground cracks and trembles from the force delivered.