Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161008211047/@comment-25808351-20161023121656

As Praetor and Doc shoot the breeze, I deal with the remaining armors with discretion so as not to hurt them. I smash each breastplate and cuirass with thunderous blows and watch as the living armor's true form wisp away. Hopefully they will return to normal when this is over. Without hesitation I continue down the hallway at a brisk pace. My mind fixated on my mission now. Pillars pass as I head towards the foyer's end.