Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20161111105839/@comment-13488655-20161124133036

The cloud of smoke then began to be blown towards Wolfe, the Maskbot striking fiercely with his naginata, aiming tor the gaps in Wolfe's armour and  his wristgs, trying to disarm him quickly.

"Is the little prince scared?  Looks like Ranna ended up not with a boy prince as a brother, but a worn out mutt, the spawn of slaves. Is it any wonder why your bloodline was once in slavery, little more than the dirt under my feet?"

"... Kurai, is this really neccessary?" Hansel asked Kurai in a quiet whisper, wondering why he edited the machine to have such a cold and despicable personality.

"Mask will taunt him a lot in battle, force his anger to cloud his judgement and try to force him to drain his energy out of rage." Kurai replied to Hansel, memories of his past encounters with Mask flashing in his mind, recalling everytime he tried to get revenge and failed.

"So you're trying to get him to properly channel that anger..." Hansel replied to his sister's old friend.

"Out of his mind and into his fists..."