Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170522170711/@comment-27550231-20170612194007

"Ehehehehehehe... Ahahahahahahahaha!"

"Alright. It's not like I could even kill the thing, look at it! Even I would have fallen to such a wound."

Praetor pulls his shoulder free form Armata's grasp then walks up to his helmet that was embedded in a tree behind the red mindflayer.

"You are a difficult whore to kill I'll give you that. But you bleed. And if you bleed then you can die. Its a shame that I am not the one capable of doing that. NOW."

The knight takes his place next to Armata and gestures to the road.