Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170522170711/@comment-26288702-20170710023439

Armata:"You truly believe that?" The Vampire sips his drink. "You were not present for the confrontation against his father, so I'll forgive you of your ignorance. Resting within Marcus is the power to devour worlds. A ceaseless hunger held back by sheer willpower. Only Victivius or I are enough to defeat him. Marcus is a beast, Praetor, one only gifted in the art of death and destruction. Seek him only if you desire devastation, cross him if you seek suffering."

Armata downs his entire glass and focuses on Praetor, as if Layoka didn't exist.

Armata:"You are nothing to the beast of death, you pray for a humbled rest. Killing slow is the way he conquers, the torture test of gods forgotten. With your first step you would burn, you could not understand the savagery he has learned. Killing slow is the way conquers, till you know the meaning of suffer. At your second step you invite and welcome death, paying homage to him with your last breath. Saying goodbye to the life you goddess gave you, along everyone that died before you..."