Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-27550231-20161117040224

Praetor after dislodging himself sees Armata's flame attack and smirks.

"Oh? So now he's copying my moves huh? Well I'll show him how it's done."

He clasps his hands together in the dark corner and another flame crackles within his hands this time he does not fall to the force of his attack. Just as Armata's nose catches the faint scent of burning flesh it is to late and he is struck in his side by an equally powerful blast. (lower side, around your kidney)

Your allies are in danger.

Jorge's gaze shifts and he follows the blast heading to Ibrahim and Hound.

"Great..."