Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20180712234307

Marcus’ flames dissipate in an instant, his eyes still glowing as his gaze shifts between his opponents. Armata, Tirush, Jorge, Barnabus and Acheron. Even in his energized state Marcus can not hope to win this fight, but perhaps winning is not his intention. Violetta spoke of sparing Armata. What would be the purpose of that?

There was no time to question this for Armata. He watches as Marcus draws closer to the group. Armata knows the insane punishment Marcus can handle, even with these odds it will still prove difficult to bring down Marcus. With several more steps, Marcus lunges and leaps at the group. He hangs overhead of the group, his barehands locked like claws ready to tear his targets apart.