Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29038468-20200714201818/@comment-45964425-20200715201143

Samuel sighed softly. He figured the small blue demons were giving trouble. He walked in, his footwork slow, yet menacing, like with every step he took, death came closer. "I heard you were being a cheeky little shit when one of my comrades tried to interrogate you," he said, his helmet was still attached to his head, so it shouldn't be able to find his facial features. "I'm gonna be interrogating you. Unfortunately for you, I can torture you in any way that I see fit, as long as I don't kill you. And trust me, you don't want me  to interrogate you" he said, putting a hand on the handle of his sword, which was sheathed at his hip