Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-26288702-20180324015016

While Tirush ravages the hoards of mindless beasts upon her, Acheron strides forward like a ghost. His Higher Vampire attributes making him impossible to track and counter by the Lesser lot. His every move ends with a single swing of his sword, cutting down multiple Lesser Vampires like grass. While Tirush brutalizes her targets, Acheron sweeps the area, managing the numbers that charge the Wyvern, so she may deal deadly efficient strikes to any Acheron can’t nab.

Meanwhile Prad is swarmed, but his magic serves him well as the Lesser beasts are pushed back. Again, bang after bang echos as beasts fall from this distant ally. Allowing Prad to micromanage his targets better.

Armata meanwhile looks over his shoulder at Praetor, he then smiles in a smug yet playful way. “Come now, Tin Man, I’ve seen you fell worst cases of the common cold than that creature.”