Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-25808351-20160731225705

With Victivius in a dead lock with Ibrahim, I take advantage of it. Bolting straight for Victivius, I reach out and grab his head, crashing him into the wall. I follow this by throwing Victivius clear across the room into the opposite wall. Smoke and debris flys as he crashes into the wall. Ibrahim uses this opening and launches another monstrous bolt at Victivius, the lightening hits its mark as Victivius is engulfed in an explosion. The ruins rumble and shake, but they stay strong, a testament to the ingenuity of the Dwarfs.

"My father's shame? I can't wait to see your face, WHEN I TEAR YOUR SOUL OUT!" I continue my assault. Sprinting up to the dark one, I stab my sword into him, but Victivius laughs and again turns into a smoke and appears behind me. Reminds me of Armata, can honestly say his power would be invaluable to this fight. I desperately try to turn around, only to be met with Victivius's hand in my face. A massive concussive shockwave hits me and sends me through the wall into another chamber. Golem bodies litter the room as I quickly take in the surroundings.

Victivius presses his attack and we clash with our blades. We each swing at eachother with furocity. A flurry of sword slashes and cuts connect. Each clash of the blades produces a spark and illuminates the room for but a fraction of a second. "You're lucky Victivius, my father cares nothing for me or this world. If he did-" Our blades lock. "He would break you in an instant" we break from eachother and charge again. Ibrahim signals Regina to wait and he enters the fray.