Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-27550231-20180704032525

Praetor braces for the impact when suddenly the hound bounds past them all. He swiveled around readying himself for the assault until he saw what was trully happening.

"The Hound runs! I'd never have though I'd live to see the day! And yet the thought makes me feel as if something else was afoot. Armata! We need to stop him from getting to where he's going."

Praetor rips the shield from the earth and goes to Armata's side and grabs him by the shoulder.

"I cannot catch him on my own! Take me to him so we can stip him here and now!"