Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161008211047/@comment-26288702-20161027101456

(Neither do I BT)

Armata sits there un phased as the ceiling ruptures and lightening makes it's way the floor. The bolt erupts into the cathedral floor right where Armata is and scatters the benches. Fragments of splintered wood act as shrapnel, peltting a large amount of the room. Armata emerges from the strike zone unharmed and smiling.

Armata:"Nice try." The Vampire disappears, once again leaving our heros alone.