Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170217234150/@comment-26288702-20170220023650

Armata bolts back to the battle. He flash steps at ridiculous speeds as he maneuvers his way through the thick forests to the battlefield, conserving his strength for whatever tricks Conrad may employ. As he moves throw the woods owls hoot and the moon's light is dimmed by the smoke that fills the air, but a unnerving chill runs up his spin as he makes his way back to the epicenter of the battle. His eyes pander to the right and Armata catches a glimpse of a being cloaked in black, his face shrouded in darkness by a hood, two glowing red eyes gazing at him from the abyss of the hood. The being runs at the same speed as Armata for several moments before disappearing.

Meanwhile, Conrad directs his men to form up in consolidated ranks, men with firearms and cannons setup in strategic rows for maximum firepower, while melee based units cover the flanks. Conrad begins to charge his blade with energy. As the sword glows, he slides it into a slot on his shield. The sword channels into the groove and locks into a mechanism, he then gently turns the sword which turn the mechanism the sword is locked into. The blade glows ever brighter and Conrad closes one eye, and aim down the groves at the top of the shield like the sights of a gun.