Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-26288702-20161116225111

Out of the smoke and debris, 3 well placed bolts of spring forth at blinding speed. Within an instant of the 3 bolts launching, Armata puts his hands together and a small flame in his grasp concentrates. He then puts his hand forward and a straight beam of flame erupts in the shadow of the 3 firebolts. like a Dragon opening it's maw the concentrated beam grows and spreads to a wide range. Conrad puts up his shield and blocks the flames that over take him, his cloak disintegrating from the blast. As Hound gains conciseness and looks up, he is engulfed in the beam entirely. The fiery death stream now hurtles toward Ibrahim in the shadow of the first 3 bolts.