Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-26288702-20161110044732

(BT, you're getting a little crazy with this. Oh well, it's time to put people in their places.)

Amrata breaks free from Hound as he senses the power outside. Uncharacteristically, he says nothing and leaves. Hound, dumbstruck, watches as Armata melts into the shadows and disappears. Outside, Amrata materializes atop a grand platform that overlooks the sea and bears witness to the Valkyrian weapons of war. He is unimpressed.

Hound is now alone and surrounded by lesser vampires and Ibrahim desperately tries to gain ground from his pursuers. Moving further up the stairs, he is face to face with a giant stone door. He puts up a ward to block the lesser vampires from him as he pushes against the door with all his might. Slowly the mass door creaks open and Ibrahim squeezes through what little he managed to get open. With a burst of telekinesis, the massive door slams shut, Ibrahim escaped the horde.

(Meanwhile) Conrad Wulf watches the angelic siege engines fall from the sky. A sadist's smile crawls across his face and his eyes are alight with anticipation.

Wulf:"Now we strike. MEN, FFFFOOORRRRRRMMMMMMMMM UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!!!"

Like a force of nature, Wulf's voice carries over the vast dead lands, all the Order troops rise to their feet and scramble into their ranks. Wulf points his sword toward the castle and it begins to glow. Conrad twists the blade and a bolt traveling at the speed of light strikes the castle. the far west side of the castle is devoured in a blinding flash of light and then consumed in holy flame. What remains of 7 square miles is rubble and death. The army begins it's march toward the castle, the 3 remaining siege titans lumber in the front lines and all the catapults simultaneously fire and rain death indiscriminately upon the once proud structure. Armata is surrounded.