Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-13488655-20161116173902

"What?! Everyone who's not down open fire!" Deathlock called out to the soldiers as he tried to make a run for the exit, knowing exactly who Margrit was.

Flint quickly leapt behind one of the broken metal tables for cover and began to shoot down two of the guards before one of them  shot him in the shoulder, forcing hin to stay low. His aura luckily took the hit, but it was still running a bit low. At least eleven gun men were still standing due to their rubber shoes, but they were looking very weak.

"Uggh.... Wraith! That's it boy! No more games!" Farmer lelled as he charged up the earth dust in the spear, making it get a powerful iron tip before tossing it straight towards Flint!