Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25631224-20160221062657/@comment-25924729-20160318042408

'You heard them, fire at will!" Vale ordered.

Her men obeyed, perhaps a little too enthusiastically. Bullets, arrows, rockets and even a catapult with flaming rocks were fired at the pair. Vale couldn't deny that she enjoyed watching Valka dance and weave desperately to avoid them all. (She would later deny she was laughing, and say there was something in her throat)

Then she turned around, and her smile vanished, replaced by a snarl of anger and outrage. She jumped off the truck and sprinted towards a Tempest Soldier who just brutally snapped her comrade's neck. Vendetta flashed, and her blades locked with the other man's axe.

"You call slavery and tyranny protection? We'd rather die with freedom and dignity than live under monsters ike you!"