Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34552561-20180312231339/@comment-30700719-20180322235945

Meanwhile, here I am, being little more than human, running my ass off with about twelve varieties of Dragon chasing me. "Right then." I roll into a small depression in the ground and toss the small explosives out at the group, then firing off a shot from my revolver. The birdshot spread over a wide area, mostly bouncing off or flattening against their armored scales. However, every piece of explosive was punctured by one of those tiny pellets, and a rather large explosion sent me sprawling backwards and the Dragons flying through the air. It was at this moment that the Mechrauser appeared, the nose facing straight up as it lay its tail on the ground. Without a moment's haste, I clambered in, sliding the cockpit canopy closed as I punched the throttle. The machine soared into the air, and an audio-based performance enhancer began to play. "All right! The King is up, so you better stay down!"