Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190419201909

(Everyone) Herja dives from the sky and hurdles toward Pramool with front and center. The old god simply shifts his eyes toward her and within a breath appears before Herja in the sky. A single downward punch from Pramool sends Herja to the ground unconscious. She crashes through the roof of a ruined home in the field. Dirt, dust and wooden shrapnel erupt from the carcass of a home.

Pramool then turns to Cerberus who lunges toward Pramool in a series of precise swings of his blade. Pramool and Cerberus duel one another viciously, each landing blows on one another, they’re combined blood starting to coat the ground in streaks and spatters. From the wall Alburn continues to support the troops desperately holding the line, tagging one enemy after another with his rifle. Acheron also holds the line amongst the soldiers, his long curved blade cleaving creatures with ease. All the while Armata senses a second wave approaches.