Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140324180444/@comment-24296957-20140512212230

"Speaking of," Amet replied as he placed the last piece on a pedestal, "It seems like your shield can take quite the beating.  The shockwave of my fireball when we landed should've been enough to at least slightly dent it." He walked up to the shield, examining the surface.

Not a concave spot on the thing...

Amet patted the cases holding the chess pieces. He'd ARAM's pieces for last. A memento to him, and a prize for the next generation of hunters.

"Well, you have your shield. I have my aura. I guess we're all unique at the end of the day." Amet turned into the forest. "Come on, we've got more pieces to place."