Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-30014014-20190512182926

Ten more Disgraceful fall reel from the clouds, diving straight at the ever coming mob of beasts. Once again, they zip at their intended targets, only to bloat ad detonate just as they come screeching close to the mindless creatures, ruptured by much heavier bolts crashing and blasting the fiends with galvanizing explosions.

From under the cloud, falls Host-Prad, still cupping his hands at the center. It looks as if he was preparing yet another blast from the electrified vapors pouring from every gap in his armor.