Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20181125222027/@comment-27950421-20181217201523

Drake looks at the hand prints on the Jeep, "I don't think I can take that..."

Reaching into his packpack Drake pulls out some of the quills from the manticore, Drake starts giving instructions "Alright listen, we're gonna trying for the choppers, gonna be honest, our chances of getting out that way are slim but they'repur best shot. These are our trump card, they dropped the bitch who threw them at us pretty much instantly so they'll probably do the same to the others. We don't have a lot of them and they probably don't have enough venom for more than one or two uses. Be careful with them and use them sparingly."

Drake grabs Cade and drags him to his feet, putting several of the manticore quills in his hands, "Get moving, this joint is hot enough as is, Helicopters won't be staying long if they aren't already leaving. All else fails, get to an exit and find cover. Now let's move!"