Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20180510173057/@comment-27550231-20180602013522

Praetor cranes his neck out as he attempts to catch a glimpse of Prad but gives up when Armata makes his dramatic appeance.

"Well should I survive the night you'll be closer to seeing it. But trust me when I say it. My days jumping dimensions to save people will be over."

Praetor shifted back and forth in his spot slowly digging a pit into the soft ground. He knew that it was going to be a cold night and in his condition retaining heat would be next to impossible.