Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-27550231-20180709042403

Praetor slowly kicks himselfree from the rubble, not once letting his eyes wander from his would be assailant. With and arm and a leg Praetor wriggled away from the hound ensuring that he made no sudden or rapid movements. If Marcus was acting on instinct he would need to play that to his advantage.

"Say now! How many kids was it? Last time I saw you had a whole horde of them crawling over you... You gave that up for this terrorising children and kidnapping? I thought you were above such petty acts!"

As they crawled back the aspect of Jorge saw his greatsword laying in the distance and opened his left palm in an attempt draw the imbeded ignis to him blade and all.

As Praetor crawled back he kept his right hand cradling his gut as the familiar ferrous scent began to seep from his armor.

"Don't do it marcus! Dont make me remove you fromnyour children's lives!"