Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20190510171354/@comment-28144855-20190601234150

I returned to my punching bags as I waited my official opoponents, The mighty Grendell who pissed his pants in fear and the not so invulnerable Baldur, who by the smell of it might have even shat himself.

"Pheww gross" I disintegrated both assholes at a super slowed down rate making them feel as they were cooked alive. Serves them right, they must entertain me or there are no more respawns. its Bye bye.