Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26104528-20150629031937

(You studied Latin? TbT, I just plugged something into google translate and hoped for the best.)

Azzie's punch definetly finished the job on the zealot. His entire body dropped to the ground like a sack of bricks with the detonator rolling out of his hands. Call it a miracle, call it luck, Azulius and the surrounding block were NOT sent sky high.

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If Fritz was going to have any chance of getting that truck to stop, he needed something that could take out all that kinetic energy and fast. Which meant one thing.

The concrete skywalk he was set up on had to be made strong enough to survive a crash by even the largest of vehicles. Fritz loaded in a concussive magazine and opened fire on the wheels. If the fanatic at the wheel doesn't swereve to avoid the shots, he should at least get slow enough for friction to do the rest.