Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-26288702-20171223060531

(Ibs/Hound/S9) "The sky burns." Armata rises slowly to his feet. "Corpses shift." His body is engulfed in his own flame, turning himself into an inferno. "Souls scream with the tide. A fate three must abide..."

The Vampire Lord is now a raging embodiment of chaotic flame. His being engulfed in fire, his eyes spew heat like that of a Hellhound. He smiles the satanic grin only a select few would dare to challenge. He looks to Tirush, then to Marcus.

"Tell me, mutt. How long will she last in fight? Will she out last us? I think not." Armata looks back to Tirush. His power flares. The flames grow, the earth around him burns, and sky fills with a crimson glow. Armata snickers and chuckles in a sadistic satisfaction, enjoying the power struggle.

"Will you selflessly sacrifice your life, if she should crumble!?!?!?"