Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160302043959/@comment-26852465-20160307061842

DM cringed at this encounter.. monsters deliberately attacking.. how horrid. It was somewhat like the visions Armstrong shared with DM: visions of horrible, bloodthirsty beasts.

The ground shook again.. DM could hear deep, male and female voices. There was a deep humming sound from the far wall.

''"Armstrong! They're here!" ''The moment that warning left DM's lips, the far wall seemed to disintegrate. The deep voices were much clearer now..

"Overwatch confirm: fortress wall is down, I repeat: fortress wall is down."

"Roger that. Proceeding with besieging operation.

"Er.. negative. Multiple entities in the town, currently engaged, uh.. Overwatch, recommended course of action?"

"Eeeh.. supression; use of raging mushroom spores on Mamono.. get Mage-502 to cast Supreme Hold on the tango in the suit.."

'''"Enough jargon. Let me through. I want to see." '''A light, boyish voice cut in.. and the strangely armored soldiers parted. The dragon, Armstrong, and DM would all feel an overwhelming sea of hate violate the wind like a pretty boy in a prison..