Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190330161215

(Everyone) The battle drones on like a never ending storm. Soldiers begin to fall like flies as they wear and tire from the relentless assault, mages and archers doing their best to maintain a consistent stream of deadly rain to lessen the numbers that continues to crash against the defensive wall. The numbers overflowing into the city continues to grow as the soldiers can not hold back the storm. Marcus and Cerberus continue their lone campaign far from everyone else, raining immense destruction upon the incoming swarm, cutting down dozens of creatures at a time.

Pramool returns to his normal form and begins pacing upon his overlook, his bloodlust starting to reach it’s peak.