Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-26288702-20180429185721

{We are on our way, Barghest. Sit tight, keep the Cainele awake until we get there}

Barghest sneers as he applies pressure to Marcus’ stab wound. Though instantly, he notices something different in his nephew. Marcus aura was changing. With no time to wonder, Barghest continues his efforts as best he can.

Outside, Armata looks to Tirush, determination in his eyes. Both Acheron and Alburn ready themselves for the next phase of the fight.

“Tirush. How far are you willing to go with this? Will you kill Marcus to achieve your goals?” Armata looks over his shoulder at the Wyvern. His yellow irises glow with a fire of aggression.