Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160302043959/@comment-25547106-20160328021108

The rampaging machine paid him no attention as it continued mindlessly slaying everything within its reach. When nothing else remained and Mercy was the nearest thing to him, he charged, a gutteral yell bellowing in the air. No words were spoken and no recognition was given. Mercy knew this rampaging beast was just a thoughtless beast at that moment. And yet... It swung its sword like a trained soldier, moved with purpose, and its very growls even sounded like they were coming from a sentient being. The beast closed the distance with terrifying speed, despite its imense size and bulk, swiping its massive blade at him with reckless abandon. It didn't just swing its sword, it swung its weight with its sword. Such an attack was unthinkable; intollerable in war! The swing left the beast completely open to counters, but it swung so quickly and so lethally, it didn't matter. Mercy had seen the beast cleave through one of his soldier's swords, still decapitating them through their block.