Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24147026-20140404192732/@comment-24147026-20140407230138

There was nothing in Leucetius's mind when he heard that damnable voice echo from the tunnel. It was not the noise of death or pain, such things would have been sweet melodies to his ears, no, this was the voice of someone thwarting his every move. Someone who was too cocky for their own good.

Aiming Fractum down at the once concrete filled ground, he could tell where the Mole was going by the sound of his voice. Taking aim he began to empty his shotgun into the now soft and -thanks to the Mole's tunnels- hollow ground, trying to track the Mole's movements.