Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-27550231-20161202045119

Having healed from the energy that he absorbed from the enviroment the black knight stands and watches as Armata flies at Ibrahim. Everything is moving at a snails pace, monten chunks glow red as thet slowly dance in the air. Some strange void abomination flickers as it binds Ibrahim to the broken titan.

Take aim and may your bolt fly straight and true

As he takes aim he notices that small air cones have formed where his hands once were.

"Huh. A sonic boom."

His hands crackle to life and a small sun forms in his palms and soon escapes through his finger tips as time returns.

''Do not fight but listen Conrad. We share a common goal. Let my body be your shield, your sword. Let me lead you safetly to our foe so you may halt what was set in motion''