Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-27550231-20160829040847

As I struggle with the hellhound I call out to Armata. "You son of a bitch! Get your happy ass over here and help me out!" The hellhound's mouth get's close to my helmet and it's claws start to scrape into my armor giving it more traction as it get's withing biting distance.