Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160714040922/@comment-27550231-20160716010043

The soldiers quickly close the gap between them and the lizardman man only to be knocked down by one of their own. The archers fly at them with tremendous speed as we subdue and throw them at the enemy. With the last of the archers unarmed and flung like rag dolls Aabi and I plant our feet into the ground and take a runners stance before sprinting at full force into the palladin's side. A sickening crack is heard as his armor and body contorts with the blow.

"That is definately not human." Aabi chimes in.

I look over the battlefield and have another flashback. A quick memory of people fighting with the black rods, rifles, in a desert village. Turning back to the paladin. "No, not anymore. What could have done this?"