Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170217234150/@comment-26288702-20170220003434

Conrad looks down as he sees Hound closing in. The Destroyer leaps from one platform to another, ascending higher up the mountain toward him. He steps away from the edge of the slop and overlooks all his bodyguards and thinks of his next move. He turns his attention to the blue pillars as they disappear one after the other.

Conrad:{Damn it, does Hound have another ally in this fight?} He then sneers as he remembers the red and black smoke trail away from the city. "Armata." He grits his teeth. "No matter. Men, set up defensive lines!"