Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-26288702-20171226181237

(Ibs/Hound/S9) As Sun-Mi finishes her question, they both hear a knock on the door frame of the clinic. There stands Imperia, leaning against the frame.

"Whatever you have in mind, Doctor, I shall lend my assistance as well."

Out on the field, the number of combatants against the lone Vampire Lord increases by the minute. Armata despite these conditions shows little sign of worry or stress. The Gail's hail of energy bolts do there job as Armata is barraged by the attack. The dust and debris settle and Armata shows no sign of affect or even being staggered, however the attack served to distract him while Sorsha works around behind him.

Armata spins around to see her charging, but it is too late. Sorsha collides into him like a train and grapples him. She carries several yards and crashes him into a tree. Her big Dragon hands pinning him hard against the tree. Suddenly, Armata grins, baring his fangs. The Vampire Lord begins to melt. Sorsha and others watch on in shock, awe, disgust, confusion or in Marcus' case, not surprised.

His skin Turns red, and his physical form dissolves into liquid. Armata deforms into a thick puddle of blood at Sorsha's feet. The puddle slithers and retreats from Sorsha and after gaining a decent distance, reforms into Armata. The Vampire Lord wastes no time charging back at Sorsha.