Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26130256-20151003155141

Azulius fired another couple rounds into the fallen commandos before turning his attention to the Manticore. He emptied his magazine into the machine's side, but the .45 ACP had minimal effect on the weakened armor. If the magician was going to kill that thing, he needed to get some energy from somewhere. Gravity, perhaps, Assassin's Creed style...

Grabbing a lightning Dust crystal from his suit, he crushed it in his hand and rubbed it along the blade of Roaring Moxie's glaive-guisarme. Waiting for a moment when the Manticore was distracted, he jumped from his position on the second story and dove at the robot, swinging the now-electrified glaive in a cleaving arc through the center of mass.