Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32339712-20170701234040/@comment-31595069-20170706065423

Those few that were not turned to paste, Bernn himself included. They flew a few yards away from their formation into the snow. "Damn beast, I bet if there was one of our armor you would cower like a bastard..." The Commisar muttered as he dragged himself up and continued to blast the damn beast.

"Commisar sir, we recived your communication and are locking onto your cordanates. Stay safe sir, we have your back." A voice spoke in his ear, no doubt the creaman onboard the ship. Figures, the elites of their ship were doing prayers.