Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-26288702-20161207021610

With a echoing shout, fire erupts from the cold prison and blasts it apart. shrapnel of shards pelt everything in sight like bullets.

Armata:"Heh, I shall explain. These men, these humans... what good is their existence to me? These men here have desecrated my home and slaughtered my servants! They're lives are worth less than the dirt beneath my boot, it is not my fault they remain in my sight. They're stink saturates the air and suffocates me. If they will not get out of my sight, then I will remove them, permanently."

He floats down to the ground supernaturally.

Armata:"The fact you defend them is sickening. These men, who are trained to ruthlessly murder monsters and those who love monsters, deserve no quarter. They should all receive a savage death at the hands of superior beings!"

He puts his boot to the head of a downed troop.

Armata:"And who better to preform such work, then the owner of the home their defiling?"