Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200707214420/@comment-25808351-20200726042925

Everyone: “I’d say ‘that’s a funny joke’, but you already know who I am....” Beorthric’s face goes from confident to aggressive. With a right hook quick enough to blindside anyone, Beorthric launches Lance with biosuit into the air and through a burning house.

“I was at the bloodsucker’s masquerade. I saw you amongst the other dregs present.” Beorthric marches toward Lance, drawing his ridiculously large greatsword.

“That trick of yours is pretty interesting, too bad it won’t save you....” Beorthric raise his greatsword high above his head, aimed squarely at Lance’s head.

With a mighty shout, Beorthric brings the sword down on Lance. But then sparks fly, a loud CLANG rings out. Marcus’ greatsword clashes with Beorthric’s, protecting Lance from the blow.

“Dog.” Beorthric smiles as he pushes against Marcus’ blade.

“Shithead.” Marcus replies as he pushes back. “Give the kid a chance.”

Marcus unlocks his sword from Beorthric’s and takes a couple steps back.

“He’s all your’s Lance. Show him what that suit can do.” Marcus gestures to Beorthric. “I’m here in case he gets to zealous.”

Beorthric looks upon the titanic bio beast and sneers.

“Fine. You first, then the dog.” He mutters.